His face was haggard, with dark circles under his eyes as if he hadn’t slept properly in ages.
He looked nothing like the carefully groomed young master I remembered.
Ethan approached me, but surprisingly, his first words were scolding:
“Is this the company you keep? These shrews?”
“No wonder you haven’t answered my calls for days. You’ve clearly been corrupted!”
“I can’t let you and Lily stay here any longer. Come back with me.”
He reached out to grab me, but my sisters quickly surrounded me protectively.
A circle of iron staffs struck the ground with a ringing sound:
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“What do you think you’re doing with our Autumn, little man!”
“Step back
leaned on my sister’s shoulder and said, “Ethan, I grew up here.”
“We silver Crescent women learn from childhood to be independent and self–reliant.”
We shot the long history of a maniarchal clan society.”
“I advise you not to come any closet. My sisters won’t treat you kindly!”
Ethan looked stunned. The Autumn he knew would never speak to him this way.
I spoke impatiently: “You came all this way, surely not just to tell me this?”
Erhan shook his head.
After a long pause, he forced out the words as if they were physically painful:
came to apologize to you.”
Autumn, I was wrong I love you. Come back and let’s make a life together again.”
When he finished, he raised his head, looking at me with absolute certainty.
Certain that I would forgive him. Certain that I would go with him.
A wave of absurdity washed over me.
I laughed coldly. “What?”
“You don’t actually think I’d go back with you, do you?”
The circle of women around me tightened protectively.
