"Yeah! I'm worried about you! If you die, my child won't have a father! If the child asks in the future, how should I answer? Should I say, 'Your daddy ran away with another woman?'" Gu Xiaomo teased.
Yeah, I'm worried about you!
Such a straightforward and natural answer made Dylan feel like suddenly he was favored by the heavens!
"If I die, just tell the child I ran away with someone else. At least there'd be some hope," Dylan said, "But I won't die! I want to be with you and our child!"
"You don't want to die, yet you come to the Qiao Family to seek death!"
"I don't want to make things difficult for you! The Qiao Family wants an explanation from me anyway! So I came! This way, you won't be in a tough spot!"
Gu Xiaomo sighed, sitting by the bed, saw Dylan's hand outside the quilt, and picked it up, putting it inside the covers.
