How Can You Repay Me

She felt like she was being imprisoned all over again.

Xia Ling would frequently have the same nightmare. In the nightmare, she would be in that dark, terrifying place she was in in the final period of her past life. She would be shackled to the cold, silk bed with the gold shackles. The bedroom she was in then was as quiet and empty as the ward she was in now. As such, whenever she woke from the nightmare screaming, she would take a while to realize where she was.

Today, she was again awoken from the nightmare in cold sweat.

By her bedside, that tall, handsome, God-like man was bending over to look at her more closely.

"Don't…" She instinctively withdrew, mumbling as she did so.

Pei Ziheng was stunned, and the hand that was reaching towards her stopped in mid-air.