CHAPTER 33 My Plan

  Margaret's POV

  I snapped out of the romantic atmosphere in an instant.

  How could I have feelings for the cruel killer of my parents!

  I despised myself inwardly.

  Jacob chose to remain silent in response to my question. It seemed that their outcome was not good.

  He gently hugged me from behind and rested his head on my shoulder. The heat from his face was warming my shoulder...

  My mind was clear that I needed to keep my distance from him, break free from his grasp, and push him away. However, my body couldn't bring itself to hate him, and I even enjoyed his warm and gentle touch.

  I hated this sinking feeling, which made me feel like my soul was being pulled and torn apart, causing me unbearable pain.

  "It's a long story. I can tell you slowly later. You can judge their outcome as good or bad when the time comes." I felt his mouth twitch up in a quick smile.