This is Moses’ place, with nearly a hundred people in the entire castle, how can we leave?
Even if we manage to escape, what then? Moses will seek revenge crazily, and by then, things will spiral out of control.
She will go back, back to his side, but now is not the time, to protect him, she can only be cold towards him.
"We will leave together," Huangfu Jue reached out again, taking her cold fingers in his hand, "Don’t be afraid, with me here, no one can stop us!"
He knew she was wary of Moses, but he didn’t care, as long as he could take her back, he was willing to pay any price.
Gan Yuan bit her teeth silently, "I don’t want to go back."
Feeling her wanting to withdraw her hand, he tightened his grip more and with a strong pull, brought her over from the steps into his embrace.
"I know what you’re worried about, I promise, he wouldn’t dare to touch me!"
Holding her, he whispered in her ear.
Gan Yuan smiled bitterly in her heart.
If it were anyone else, perhaps they really wouldn’t dare to touch him, but who was that person? It was Moses, and only she knew how paranoid and crazy he could be.
Gently sniffing the warm scent of him that she was familiar with, Gan Yuan took a deep breath and pushed him away forcefully.
"Duke, I think I’ve made myself clear, I’m not going to go back with you, please leave immediately."
Turning around, she stepped upstairs.
Huangfu Jue stood up straight, frowning as he spoke, "I promised Xiaotang that I would bring you back."
On the stairs, Gan Yuan’s steps stiffened.
After a moment, she turned her face back around.
"Go back? And then what?" Gan Yuan raised her hand to lift the hair on one side of her head, revealing the gauze beneath, "So your people can continue to curse me, beat me, and leave me battered and bruised?"
Huangfu Jue’s brow furrowed even tighter.
"No, I promise, I won’t let you get hurt again..."
"Your promise?" Gan Yuan turned her eyes away, refusing to look at his face, "You always promise me, but in the end, it’s always me who gets hurt, I’ve had enough, enough of those nobles’ pretenses, enough of waiting alone at home... All you care about is your country and your people, I don’t want to live that life anymore."
"You know that’s not true, if you want, I can..."
"Enough!" Gan Yuan raised her voice, "Even if you give up the throne, what of it, you’ll still bear the name Teresa, no matter what you do, you can’t change your lineage, and neither can I, no matter how I disguise myself, I can’t become a noble. Haven’t you always talked about destiny? This is destiny!"
Huangfu Jue was about to speak when Moses’ voice was already sounding.
"I think she has made herself very clear! Butler, see the guest out!"
The butler, standing at the kitchen door, stepped forward, "Duke, please!"
Huangfu Jue paid no heed; his gaze was fixed on Gan Yuan on the stairs.
"You know, you’re not good at acting, I know this is not what you think," he lifted his right hand, reaching out to her, "Your belongings, I’ve brought for you!"
A ring lay quietly in the palm of his hand.
It was his proposal ring, he had once personally slipped it on her finger, and she had promised, with her own lips, that she would never take it off.
"Birth or status, whether a noble or not, none of it matters. Meeting you, falling in love with you, being with you... that’s my destiny," Huangfu Jue lifted his hand, holding up the ring, "Put it on, come back home with me."