In these three years of separation, how on earth did he torment himself to the point of having leukemia relapse twice?
Her body hurt, and so did her heart.
Before she could calm down, she heard the man calling her name.
"Daisy."
She looked up and saw Edward Stephens, who had just been pressed down, struggling to sit up again from the bed.
He simply couldn't keep still.
She sat on the sofa, watching him coldly, wondering what kind of trouble this critically ill guy could still stir up for her.
"I didn't mean to deceive you."
After sitting up, the man began to explain to her.
"I know, you did it on purpose."
"There's no perfect solution in this world..." He took a slight breath, speaking softly, "At that time, I couldn't guarantee that I could make it in time next time..."
"So, you planned to deceive me for a lifetime."
"I didn't." He seemed a bit aggrieved, explaining in a low voice, "As soon as I can break free from his control, I will contact you."
