[CHANG ZHU]
Jung Hyuk stared.
Like he was seeing Chang Zhu for the first time in his life.
Like this was an illusion that he was bound to wake up from.
He had questioned how his mate treated him more than once. How they went three hundred years, and even without any contact, Chang Zhu had never pressed on.
How Chang Zhu had never bothered about Jung Hyuk, and how his obsession with his brother was always the subject. Always the one thing Jung Hyuk had never been able to compete with.
And like a good mate, Jung Hyuk had believed him.
Had understood him.
Had suffered in silence because that was what the bond demanded. That was what she had to do to make his Erasthai happy.
He had been good.
Fuck, he had endured everything. Followed everything to the letter. He had stayed and ruined relationships that could have saved him so much trouble. Relationships that could have made him a better person.
A stronger person.
