Chapter 1110: The Demonic Woman’s Tears Part Two (1/2)

Under Paris’ tough and seductive mask, there was a soul that was similar to other females. She wanted a sense of safety and stability.

Perhaps this unique woman who was an orphan had to create the image of a demonic woman to protect herself and the people around her in the Capital of Zenit that was filled with schemes and conspiracies.

At this moment, Paris finally dropped all her guards.

Like a naïve girl, Paris tightly hugged this man who was a few years younger than her. Only the temperature of Fei’s body could make her feel safe and real.

“It is all ok. Everything passed…” Fei didn’t know what to say, so he had to resort to these old comforting words.

Paris suddenly let go of Fei and got out of his embrace.

Then, she started to kick and punch Fei, and those strikes landed on Fei like raindrops in a storm.

Paris had used her full strength. With energy flames flashing around her, Paris attacked Fei with strikes that could easily break giant rocks.

Loud booming noises sounded in the Healing Godly Palace.

Fei didn’t do anything; he just stood there.

After a while, the Demonic Woman was tired, and she stopped while panting.

As if a little docile sheep turned into a little wild cat, Paris placed her hands on her knees while panting. She was bending forward, and a large area of her cleavage was exposed, presenting a breathtaking scene.

As if she was holding back endless frustration, Paris stared at Fei with red eyes and asked, “Why weren’t you back at that time? Why are you back now? Why are you back now that everyone is dead?”