Chapter 97: A Humble Heart
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If before she had harbored any slim hope, then today she finally completely understood Alexander Summers’ cruel tyranny!
She couldn’t afford to provoke this man; if she continued , her fate might be even more tragic than the faceless corpse on the ground!
“Alexander Summers, can’t you just let me go?” Purple begged desperately, almost giving up all her dignity to plead with him, “I’m your sister, all I want to do is study, go to a good school, and live a normal life. Please don’t treat me this way…”
“Purple, you’re just scared.” Alexander understood her and gently stroked her back, “Today was an accident; no one can kill me, and no one can hurt you.”
Purple thought Alexander was too arrogant.
Such an assassination attempt, life and death were only moments apart, yet he was so confident that no one could kill him, he was so full of himself!
Maybe next time, she would die with him in some inexplicable attack.
Purple thought of her own predicament, heartbroken and choking with sobs, “Why does it have to be me? You have so many women, aren’t they enough? Alexander, you can’t even bully your own sister!”
Her eyes brimming with tears, she earnestly tried to persuade him, “Brother, I’m your sister, please let me go… Even though I’m just your adoptive daughter in name, who can guarantee that we don’t have a blood relationship? Look, we even look somewhat alike…”
Alexander laughed, “My little baby, this is called ‘husband and wife resemblance.'”
He laughed, affectionately pinched Purple’s face, and said, “Even if we are related, brother can’t bear to let you go, Purple, you’re so adorable.”
Seeing that she couldn’t persuade him any other way, Purple finally burst into tears, “Alexander Summers! You bastard! You pervert!”
Alexander hugged her and comforted her softly, “Alright, alright, I’m a bastard, I’m a pervert. Purple, even if I’m a pervert, it’s only because of you. You have to be good, I’ll take care of you in the future.”
Purple cried in a sob, “I don’t need your care! I don’t want to be with you!…”
However, it seemed as if Alexander had made up his mind, no matter how much she cried, he didn’t loosen his grip or promise anything.
He always held her tightly, wiping her tears patiently over and over again, patting her back gently, showing her the ultimate tenderness.
Purple cried herself to sleep in Alexander’s arms.
Her cheeks, washed with tears, were still smeared with dirt and blood, looking like a dirty little kitten.
Alexander looked at her peaceful, childlike sleeping face, his heart both settled and inexplicably heavy…
He bent down and gently kissed the tears at the corner of her eyes, letting out a muffled sigh between his lips.
The woman he loved didn’t love him back, which was undoubtedly distressing, especially since… he didn’t know how to win her love.
Or perhaps he did know but disdained to do so.
Because he had once held contempt for Nathaniel’s humble pursuit and crude declarations of love for her.
Alexander couldn’t bring himself to do that.
She was already his, completely and utterly belongs to him alone; right now, at this very moment, she was in his embrace!
As Alexander thought about this, his grip around Purple unconsciously tightened.
No matter how unwilling she was, she couldn’t leave him!
…But would she fall in love with someone else?
Like Nathaniel, perhaps?
She had accepted Nathaniel’s marriage proposal, maybe in her heart, Nathaniel was special.
Thinking about this, Alexander’s eyes were filled with gloom; he began to regret not dealing with Nathaniel more decisively back then.
Would she fall in love with Nathaniel again?
Alexander’s mind was filled with this question; he had no confidence in himself.
Purple thought he was arrogant, but in front of her, his heart had long been humbled to the extreme.
Humbled down to the dust..