"Saipan." When Nathan Moore mentioned their current location, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, because the woman in his arms still showed no trace of color in her face, indicating that the medication had significant side effects.
"Can souls take vacations too?" Titus Zane frowned in confusion, followed by a deep furrow on his brow, "What are you thinking, who told you we are dead!"
"Nathan Moore!" Breathing somewhat labored, Titus Zane bit his lip and looked into Nathan's eyes, which held a hint of a smile, and asked, "Am I still alive?"
"What do you think!" With a light and casual tone, Nathan's face was full of helplessness. This silly woman, so adorably foolish, he had brought her on vacation, yet she thought she had passed away.
But what could he do? He just liked this beautiful foolish woman. A man would never like a woman who's too clever, like... Olivia Zane.
She wore kindness and simplicity as her mask, but behind the mask hid a sinister and vicious heart.
