After Dorothy finished eating, she turned around and was about to wash her hands by the sink when she suddenly felt Credence's hand on her waist.

The searing heat radiated through her thin shirt and on to her skin. It was as if she was electrocuted, and her entire body trembled.

She paused for a moment. After that, she looked up at him with a pair of calm eyes. A complicated and sharp pain flashed in her eyes. "Credence, what am I to you?"

Credence gently pressed her against the wall, his warm palm stroking her cold face. He spoke lowly and slowly, "You're my wife, the only woman I...