"Master, you must come back safely,"

Hannah promised, "Jinlian, be nicer to Dayuan, it really likes you."

Otherwise, she would never see it again.

With a heavy heart, Jinlian turned to look at Dayuan who was still staring at her, "Okay, Master, you must come back quickly."

Hannah severed the connection between them.

In fact, she could have left long ago.

But as long as the plot hadn’t reached a hundred percent collapse by the day, everything from the original narrative was still possible.

Moreover, the truth of the original story could not be disclosed to any of the characters within it, otherwise, the world would collapse instantly.

Thus, she had to exclude Arnold Simmons, only by doing so could she truly avoid the ending that was meant for him.

Otherwise, once she left, everything could revert back to the original.

If it had been before, she would never bother with such an ungracious task.

But now it was different.

...

It was only late at night that Hannah woke up again.

Her body was still tired and heavy, the restraints on her had made her feel somewhat numb.

The room was dark, no lights turned on, not even a hint of moonlight from outside.

It seemed that Jimmy Simmons only reached out to turn on a small table lamp placed in a corner after noticing Hannah was awake.

In the dim environment, even the faint light seemed blinding.

Her complexion was paler than during the day, like a daffodil whose petals had been soaked by the storm, delicate and soft.

Before she could adjust, the black cloth covering her eyes was already untied.

The things in front of her became clear suddenly, and Hannah instinctively closed her eyes. It wasn’t until her eyes adjusted to the brightness that she opened them again.

There was food and water prepared in front of her and across the table sat Jimmy Simmons.

In the quiet room, there were just the two of them.

"Do you want to eat?"

Jimmy Simmons was the first to speak, pushing the prepared utensils towards Hannah.

Hannah pursed her lips, feeling her body had regained some strength and lifted her eyes to the person opposite, "How long do you plan to keep me?"

Jimmy Simmons pretended to ponder, then smiled lightly and spoke, "Of course, for a lifetime."

As he said this, his gaze never left Hannah’s face, his eyes filled with undisguised infatuation.

Such emotion was obsessive and greedy.

Hannah just glanced at him indifferently and looked away.

She didn’t touch the food on the table, turning instead to look at the large swatches of dark red clouds above the night sky.

The clouds pressed down in swathes, joining with the sea’s horizon.

It seemed there was going to be a thunderstorm later at night.

The room was very quiet, the red silk winding around the girl’s neck, wrists, and waist.

The bright red against soft white, like an angel forcibly pulled from the clouds and entrapped in a golden cage, with red vines creeping up from her legs.

"Do you like it here?"

Hannah didn’t answer, turning her head, her eyes met with Jimmy Simmons’ gaze.

Intense, repressive, and an unabashed possessiveness. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

"Do you need me to help you untie?" he asked slowly, his lips curving into a smile.

This time, without waiting for Hannah’s response, he had already stood up and walked behind her.

Once the restraints were undone, Hannah braced herself on the chair, taking a while to recover.

Soft black hair cascaded down her shoulders, conveniently veiling the vulnerable pallor of her skin.

Jimmy Simmons retracted his gaze somewhat regretfully and sat back down, toying with a lighter in his hand.

His fingertips ran over the lighter’s wheel, igniting sporadic sparks in the room.

Jimmy Simmons lit a cigarette.