"Scarlett, I can't forget you. You've already become a part of my life. To completely forget, it would only be possible if I were dead."
With every sentence spoken, Scarlett Yates's heart sank a little more.
After the last sentence, her whole heart went cold.
Is he intending to entangle her for a lifetime?
Suddenly, she was enveloped from head to toe by a chill, even the blood in her veins froze.
Because she suddenly realized that Maxwell Saxon wasn't threatening or terrorizing her.
He was serious.
As long as he's alive, his obsession with her will never cease.
"Were you scared?" Maxwell's solemn tone suddenly turned relaxed, he chuckled, his voice deep, "Scarlett, don't be afraid. I only want to be good to you. I won't hurt you."
Scarlett Yates tightly gripped the phone, her teeth leaving a deep mark on her lip, her body shook uncontrollably, trembling lightly, even her tongue quivered a bit: "Maxwell Saxon, if you truly want to be good to me, then let me go, would you?"
