"It doesn't matter if I hurt myself, I don't want to hurt you," Wyatt Perry frowned deeply, speaking seriously.
He did not know himself, but the doctor had said that when he lost control, it was terrifying, as if his body were possessed by a demon, with immense destructive power.
That version of himself, Wyatt Perry did not want Claudia Ross to see.
But Claudia Ross insisted on sleeping with him, to keep watch over him.
With Claudia Ross so determined, Wyatt Perry compromised.
He went to the storage room to find a rope, and asked Claudia Ross to tie up his hands and feet when she went to sleep.
Looking at the rope in his hand, Claudia Ross's delicate eyebrows creased tightly, "Is it really that serious?"
"Very serious, must be tied!"
Wyatt Perry's handsome face was tightly stretched, making Claudia Ross shiver.
"You go take a shower first, I'll tie it after you've fallen asleep."
"Shower together."
"You scoundrel!"