Chapter 74—

A sob edged her lips and on impulse, Zheme's arms encased her, pulling her to his chest. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry okay...? You don't have to forgive me, but at least take good care of yourself." His hand patted her back, chin resting on top of her head. "Take care of yourself so I don't have to tell you to." Lexie wanted to push him away, she wanted to escape his embraced, but the warmth engraved within it stopped her. It was familiar, the way he held her. After all, he use to do it all the time, tightly hold her within his strong arms; when they slept and sometimes when he'd forcibly haul her into his lap. The memories were like a happy movie to her, they depicted how blissful they once were, how felicitous, but just look at them now, sad and distant and it was all because of him. He betrayed her! He maliciously broke her! And yet she wanted him, she wanted him so much; to have, to hold, to once again love. Why? Was a question beyond her, after all, she should hate him, but instead, his