“Adrian, you can’t keep staying silent like this.”

Leviana’s voice sounded sweet yet carried a subtle pressure. Inside the luxurious hotel room where they met, the dim lights reflected the shadow of Adrian’s gloomy face. He sat at the edge of the bed, head hanging low, while Leviana approached with a sly smile.

“I… I don’t know what to do,” Adrian muttered hoarsely. His mind was filled with the image of Deviana running away, her eyes full of pain when she saw him kissing Leviana. The wound in Deviana’s heart felt like a blade stabbing back into his own chest.

Leviana moved closer, her hand resting on Adrian’s shoulder. “It’s...