"Ya Shitian doesn't have to die, and you don't have to suffer with him, right?"
Ye Anqi struggles to maintain her last shred of sanity, "Timothy, you're really despicable..."
First, he drugs her to weaken her will, and then uses Ya Shitian's life as a lure.
If her will was not strong, she would definitely compromise.
But she would absolutely never compromise, not even if it kills her!
Timothy kisses her cheek, "I'm despicable to you because I want to have you, I love you..."
Ye Anqi grits her teeth, "I would rather die... than agree to you!"
Timothy suddenly holds her tight, "Do you really hate me and resist me this much?"
"Yes, I hate you." Ye Anqi's eyes are fixed on the pastry knife not far away, "I'm saying it again, let go of me, stay away from me!"
Timothy's breath carries a hint of anger, "Is it so difficult for you to let go of Ya Shitian?"
Ye Anqi grabs the pastry knife—
Timothy's eyes flash as he reaches out his hand!
