Chapter 14: The Ring on the Left Hand

"Yes, I am worried about your illness," Vivienne honestly replied. After all, he had occupied most of her childhood and adolescence. If it weren't for his intense obsession with her, he would actually be "I hope you can live a healthy and normal life," she said sincerely.

"Do you think I'm normal now?" His arm reached across the table, holding her hand.

She was taken aback, not knowing how to answer for a moment.

He continued, "You know, every day I think about you, about how we will reunite, about what expression you will have when you see me, and what you will say to me." These ten years have been long for him, far beyond what she could comprehend.

The only thing that kept him going was the fact that she would belong to him.

Once ten years passed, she would be completely his, and he always thought that way, and endured like this.

Her hand was held tightly in his palm, burning and powerful.

Although she knew she should withdraw her hand, his gaze, which seemed affectionate, war