Melody Cloud stared closely at the handsome and stern man before her. Over the years, the aura of restrained self-discipline and nobility surrounding him had only grown thicker. Just one look from him could make a woman's knees go weak. A man like this could truly make one live and die for desire.
"I've finally figured out the reason for your unpredictability these past few years, Brother Ignatius. You used to really like me, didn't you? Is it your second personality that made you gradually drift away from me?" Melody suddenly rushed into his arms, hugging Ignatius Leclair tightly, and whispered softly, "I don't mind at all. From childhood to now, I've only ever loved you."
The unfamiliar scent of a woman carried a faint trace of familiarity. Ignatius, realizing Melody knew about his second personality, felt his phoenix-shaped eyes darken abruptly. He pondered deeply and momentarily forgot to push her away.
