"Lu Chen," Mo Nuan called softly, her eyes red, not knowing what to say. She could only gently call his name.

The better he treated her, the more she felt that she was being unreasonable, enjoying his care while making the unfair demand that they should not fall in love.

Lu Chen held her tightly. "Yes, I'm here. Remember my name. Let me become your instinctive response."

"Please don't be so good to me. I'm not worth it. I might not be able to give you what you want," Mo Nuan choked up.

"Don't say that. You're my wife, and I have to treat you well. Unless you want me...