"Hatice." Emery's fingers gently caressed Hatice's delicate face, slowly reaching her lips. "Lying here, without thinking about anything, isn't it very comfortable?" He coldly smiled, forcefully covering her lips, taking away her breath.
So, pitiful Hatice was like a fish thrown ashore, struggling to breathe, until she couldn't bear it anymore, Emery released the oxygen tank.
He put on white gloves, and took out a syringe from his chest, "You absolutely can't blame me, on the road to revenge, I can't forgive any obstacles." He coldly wanted to stab the syringe into her hand, but at this moment Hatice struggled.
Her face was pale, under the dim light, she looked unusually beautiful. Emery had never looked closely at this girl, but at this moment, he could smell her scent. Then his heart
