In the dim blue light, the man's pupils appeared profound and dark. Everything seemed to float within his gaze, dominating and wild.
It was rare to see him look so serious, and his seriousness even carried a certain sternness that made one involuntarily feel a bit intimidated.
Tilly Flower just smiled, "Don't say something so childish." She knew her own identity, an international fugitive; even if she changed her name, there was still the risk of being discovered.
Their family suited adventurers and ambitious individuals, not families deeply rooted in military and politics like Sophia Phoenix.
When the Flower Family encountered trouble, she actually felt a trace of relief—fortunately, she had divorced Sophia Phoenix early; otherwise, the Phoenix Family might have been implicated too.
"I'm not joking." He grasped her wrist tightly, his deep pupils staring at her, "Tilly Flower, marry me again. I will protect you completely."
He seemed truly serious.
