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In the hospital, Catherine watched as Jas peeled an apple for her.
His profile rarely showed a hint of tenderness.
She couldn’t help but recall those years at Black Swan Manor when he personally jumped into the pool to save her from drowning... The six months that followed were the sweetest mories between her and Jas.
For the sake of those mories, she felt that even drowning and brushing so close to death were worth it.
Jas sensed her gaze, withdrew the apple knife, and handed her the apple.
"What are you looking at?" His voice still carried a hint of indifference.
Catherine suppressed her lancholy and smiled softly, "I’m thinking of the past. Black Swan Manor, you used to take care of like this too. Jas, do you dislike that I’m too assertive? Is that why you only show your tenderness when I’m hurt? I’ll change; I won’t aim to be a strong woman anymore. I won’t do runway shows; I’ll leave my studio behind and just be your little woman by your side, okay?"
Jas frowned upon hearing her ntion the gentle ti at Black Swan Manor.
In truth, before that incident, he and Catherine had been together for three years. It was the limit of his patience with a woman, and he was already considering breaking up.
It was because of what happened, because Ben Shaming had acted on his behalf, that he continued the relationship with Catherine out of guilt. For that half a year, he genuinely cared for her out of remorse.
But this ti was different.
Back then, his guilt was only because of Ben Shaming, and he had no other woman in his heart; but now... there’s soone else in his heart.
So towards Catherine, he could no longer return to the way it was, nor could he show her such tenderness again.
So he simply replied indifferently, "Focus on healing your injuries. Don’t overthink the rest."
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Catherine was slightly stunned.
In reality, his mont of silence had already hit her hard.
She truly could give up everything, stop being a model, hand over her studio to Tang Yanjian, and just stay by his side, speaking as he wishes, doing what he likes, isn’t it enough?
She took a deep breath, "Jas... but what if my wounds never heal? Will you abandon then?"
After five years together, she had co to understand this man well.
There was an icy part in his heart, yet it hadn’t completely taken over his soul. So occasionally, he would show her unique warmth.
Especially... he cherished those around him, fearing the loss of long-term companions.
She knew it related to his childhood experiences.
So he would take care of her until she recovered.
Then she would rather hope to never fully recover, wondering if that would ensure staying by his side forever?
Jas’s gaze rose, like seawater beneath the night sky, "You will get better. I told you, don’t let your imagination run wild."
Catherine smiled, lowering her head.
"There was sothing I hadn’t wanted to tell you before, but now I think I should... I told the police I didn’t see the driver in front, but in fact, I did see them. The car that crashed into head-on had no license plate and fled afterward, but in that mont of collision, I saw the person’s face!"
"It was so familiar that even with the disguise, I still recognized them..."
Jas’s blue eyes squinted tightly, "Who?"
Catherine covered her face, "You should have thought of it, shouldn’t you? Just like that ti at Black Swan Manor, it was Little Ben!"
Even elephants forever rember the appearance of those who hunt them, imprinting it in their genes, passing it to their offspring... Humans, even more so, would never forget the face of soone who once tried to kill them.
Besides, Jas instinctively suspected Ben Shaming, didn’t he?
So she was only telling the truth, rely letting Jas know: he owed her, and if she never recovered, he owed her lifelong happiness.
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These days, Yan Jian had just taken over managing the studio and was busy to the point of exhaustion.
So... without contact from Jas for a month, she could only feel a sigh of relief.
Moreover, Catherine was still recuperating, so naturally, he should be by her side.
Since taking over the studio, her ti to visit "Middle Ages" had significantly lessened. But fortunately, Yan Yu and Shi Nian had actively offered their help. From visiting every day, she reduced it to only once a week recently.
Every ti she went, sitting behind the counter, she always felt a sudden inexplicable distraction.
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