"Hmm?" Jose Floyd glanced at her, his gaze filled with inquiry.
"Studying medicine can heal wounds. If you get hurt, I can help. I want to study medicine." Nicole clearly articulated each word, speaking calmly and composedly.
Jose Floyd looked at Nicole for a good while, his eyes unfathomable, "Nicole, what do you think your identity is here right now?"
Nicole stared into Jose Floyd's eyes and replied, "Your woman."
Jose Floyd's eyebrows moved involuntarily, "You're claiming to be my woman?"
"Isn't that the case? The contract we signed was originally like that. Or do I look like just a pet in your eyes? Or worse, a plaything?"
Jose Floyd didn't answer Nicole's words, his gaze deep and somber, and after a long time, he lifted his gaze to look at Nicole, "I'll give you two choices: one, be my pet. Two, truly be my woman. Nicole, I'm only giving you one chance; you must decide now."
