Nolan Morrison's kiss was devoutly humble as if he were prostrate in the dust, and the woman standing before him was his everything.
He had never been a merciful person; he was always selfish.
Why should he abandon the woman he loves? Why should he let go of her tightly held hand?
Even when Matilda Jenkins didn't like him before, he held on tightly. Now, they've finally fallen in love. What kind of foolishness would make him want to let go?
No matter what happens in the future, he will never let go again.
Just as Matilda Jenkins said, life and death, they must be together.
No one and nothing can stand in their way.
Even if it's selfish, he would allow himself to be selfish this once.
In his heart, Nolan Morrison had been wandering, struggling, torn back and forth, but at this moment he finally made up his mind.
He willingly surrendered to Matilda Jenkins, surrendered to the love she offered.
