Chapter 34

Vincent:

"If there were no hatred, we would be happy, right?"

All day long, that question haunted me; I couldn't concentrate on anything. This morning, Orabella's godlike appearance as a lost soul was like a knife stabbing deep into my heart. Sometimes I also think, if I disapproved of this invasion, would she still be happy with her family? But it's too late to regret; everything has gone into its orbit. Instead of thinking about the past, I want to work harder for the future. To avoid being awkward, I pretended not to hear her whisper, trying to act normal.

I find it funny that I'm not a nice person, nor am I the type to think about others. But ever since I met her, I've been like a different person. My priority is not territorial expansion or a war of interests. Instead, I want my woman to be able to smile every day.

But is it still possible to have fun in the same situation as her? My feelings are not invisible to her, but there is no way she can accept it.

I sighed, folded my boo