"What did you say..." Ethan Wilson couldn't believe it.
He narrowed his eyes, a dangerous and bloodthirsty coldness flashing under his black pupils.
If it weren't for the remnants of rationale, he almost choked the woman's delicate neck in that instant to question her.
"I'm sorry, Ethan, I know this method might be the best and most direct... but... sorry, I really can't accept it..."
"Why?" Ethan Wilson's voice was hoarse, and he barely managed to speak.
"Because... I..." Lily hesitated, she couldn't possibly tell Ethan Wilson the real reason.
She took a deep breath, closed her eyes and said, "No reason, I just don't want to."
How could she tell another personality because that was the last link between her and the first personality?
The first personality had already fallen asleep, maybe forever.
The last remaining link between them was that marriage, which started because of a contract.
How much she once wanted to get out of it.
How much she now cherished it.