Chapter 37

Chapter 37

“Do you believe that I’m okay now?”

Mirawadee tried to find traces of the wound, but there was none.

“I saw you get shot. Why is there no wound? And that bloody shirt of yours.”

The question that demanded an answer made Rachata not want to speak. But it’s not something to hide anymore, because someday will come. And she should know this truth.

The immortality he has attained.

“Would you like me to take off my pants?”

“Eh!” The woman hurriedly pulled her hand away from the young man’s body with an embarrassed face, “No, I… just wondered why…”

“Would you like to know about me?”

“Is it your story?”

Of course, the most curious part was that, since living together, she always felt that there was always a wall between them. Deep down, no matter how much he approached, no matter how much tenderness he had, there was a distance he was always trying to create.

“Yes,” said Rachata, “the question you want to ask me.”