"Henry, I don't want you to die."
There was a kind of delicate pleading in her anxious words. Henry was shocked. He looked at her frowning in her sleep, and there was a hint of deep tenderness in his eyes.
"Stupid woman. How can I die? I won't give you a chance to find another man so easily."
He placed his hand on her waist tenderly. The simple movement pulled at the wound on his back, but he did not hesitate at all, even though he frowned with the pain. The respectful distance between them disappeared.
She hadn't had a good rest for several days. She slept until late evening the next day.
Instinctively, she looked over to the other side of the bed, but there was no sign of Henry. Luz sat up immediately in a panic. Where did he go?
She ran out of the house anxiously and saw Henry in
