Chapter: 3575

She had always thought Moran was insincere-a notorious flirt who toyed with people's emotions like a skilled puppeteer. Yet, she had never imagined that two years ago, when she had treated him with cold indifference, he had been quietly working behind the scenes to support her.

He had never mentioned what he had done, nor had he tried to make her feel grateful. His care for her was a quiet, gentle song, one she had sadly misunderstood, responding instead with hurtful words.

Suddenly, her heart ached as memories rushed back-how cold she had been to Moran in Ustyas, even going so far as to throw his grandmother's treasured ring into the filthy sewer.

She had hurt him time and again, yet he kept coming back, drawn to her like a moth to a flickering flame, even though it was dangerous.

Even after returning home, she continued to hurt him without stopping, right up until that moment.