Amanda’s peach blossom eyes slowly fell on his handsome, puzzled face. He sat there lazily, exuding an air of elegance and charm.
She gave him a faint smile. “I can’t really say why, but remember this—I won’t hurt you. And you don’t need to be suspicious of my identity. I’m simple. Whatever identity you discover I have, that’s exactly what it is.”
Benjamin replied calmly, “What seems simple is often anything but.”
Amanda lifted her lips in a smirk. “Believe it or don’t—I can’t help it either way.”
There were many things that couldn’t be solved just yet.
She still carried hate in her heart, a hate that hadn’t subsided.
Neither of them said anything more. Though they were husband and wife, they were still strangers. The atmosphere quickly turned stiff again.
Amanda gently massaged the
