Let's have a child.

In Arnold Johnson's impression, Chloe Johnson had always been a well-bred, dignified, and elegant woman who never made a fuss.

But.

Today, Arnold saw her willfulness.

"I won't let you go!" she said defiantly.

Arnold looked at her pale face, holding back the stinging words he wanted to say.

After all.

There was nothing wrong with Chloe's nature.

The only mistake she made was falling in love with a heartless person like him.

"You're dressed too lightly, go back and get some rest!"

In the end, Arnold settled for this polite remark, which, of course, also contained genuine concern.

After all.

The weather was indeed cold, and she was dressed too thin.

If she kept standing like this, she would definitely catch a cold.

"Are you worried about me?" Chloe's tear-filled eyes stared at him.

A dignified woman acting so pitifully made people feel particularly sympathetic.

Regrettably.

Arnold was really a cold-blooded maniac who didn't care about others' feelings.

Of course.