"No, Credence, let me go!"

The humiliating scene that day suddenly crossed Dorothy's mind. Her face became pale instantly, and her body was shaking like a leaf.

With teary eyes, she stared at the familiar yet alien man in front of her. "What do you want me to do so that you'd let me go?"

Was he the mature and reserved gentleman whom she had fallen head over heels with?

"Not unless you die on behalf of Rosalie!"

Dorothy looked up at Credence's handsome face in bewilderment.

She blinked hard against her tears and closed her eyes with a gentle smile.

It was just a simple sentence, but it plunged...