Mystic Hearts and Timeless Bonds – Part Two

The pink bed ceased its vigorous trembling, the ambiguous panting lingered within the red chiffon, carrying a scent of decadence and lust… The man, without a hint of affection, got up from the woman, showing no tenderness. Perhaps knowing his indifference, the woman, with her sexy allure, also got up, putting on a bright red undergarment beside her, unfazed by his cold demeanor, as if it was routine. The red veil fell, revealing his robust figure before Xiaotu, his face still as sharp and handsome, exuding dominance, his bloodthirsty eyes now cold, devoid of any emotion, the flush of desire gone from his face, replaced by an icy chill that was truly unsettling. Whether she wanted to admit it or not, this man was Wang Xie… that familiar face she knew all too well, the bronze skin that had been intimately close to hers not long ago. She didn’t cry, telling herself to be strong, smiling as he dressed in his elaborate royal attire, smiling at her happy face. Was it heartbreak? She didn’t know, that bitter feeling with a slight sting, was it pain? Was her heart shattered? She didn’t know, hearing her heart beat rapidly as if it would burst from her chest in silence, was it broken? Was she heartbroken? Did she want to cry? Was she sad? She didn’t know… looking at that familiar face, her heart felt blocked, oxygen-starved. He had promised to protect her, not to make her sad, but now, he had broken his promise. Wang Xie, Xiaotu was heartbroken, wanted to cry, was sad…