His roughness, she found hard to bear...
"I'll be gentler..."
In the darkness, the fingers clenched on her shoulders felt a bit damp. He, who despised tears, surprisingly forgot to reprimand her, softening his voice.
Wen Nuan gradually relaxed. That feeling made her despise herself, yet she couldn't resist...
After a long while of struggle, all of a sudden, ... Wen Nuan's eyes widened, then she immediately closed them, turning her face to the side.
"I won't let you bear my child, using the child to cement your position in the Leng Family. It will only be a dream, an impossible dream."
He slowly spoke, his dark pupils still disdainful: "Take it from me, don't ever mistake my occasional gentleness for love."
By her ear was the sound of his peaceful breathing. He faced away from her, showing none of the gentleness a newlywed husband should show his wife.