Chapter: 3371

She didn't care about him. If he were truly strong, he would've left her to fend for herself, walked away without a second glance.

But no, he was thick-skinned, stubborn in a way that defied reason.

Even knowing she didn't like him, he still loved her.

Moran lowered his head quietly, his gaze lingering on her pale face, eyes clouded with a swirl of complicated emotions.

He reached out, his hand hovering over her swollen cheek, aching to touch her, to offer some comfort. But at the last second, he pulled back, his fingers curling into a fist.