Ever since becoming entangled with him, how many restful nights has she had?
Countless times, in the dead of night, she was jolted awake by the nightmares he caused her.
Gu Chaohan stared at her for a while, suddenly lifting his hand as if to touch her face.
Su Yan couldn't discern his intention, instinctively stepping back to successfully avoid his touch.
When she looked again, she found his expression had turned sullen.
She knew he was displeased with her instinctual evasive action.
Gu Chaohan reached out, grabbing her wrist and forcefully pulling her over.
Su Yan lost her balance and fell onto the sofa under his controlling strength, her hands bracing at her sides as she struggled to sit up.
The skin on her neck was slightly exposed, reminding her of the wound there; instinctively, she raised a hand to touch it, only to find the small wound had already been uncovered.
Panic made her heart increasingly restless and anxious.
