Chapter 603 - Untitled (1/2)

For a moment, she forgot how to react. Her mind was chaotic and her brain seemed to have turned into mush. She had never heard such words from Mo Ye, and she had never expected him to say them either.

It felt like they were back to the days in the mountains. He was now Anthony, not Mo Ye. It wouldn’t be surprising to hear that from Anthony as he was a yuppie, but Mo Ye…

Her heart raced uncontrollably when he hugged her tightly in his arms. His arms seemed to be filled with infinite power that could give her eternal support, and she could hear his heartbeats clearly. It was a warm and reliable hug that she once had and missed, but…

How could she still fall in love with him after such things had happened?

How would she face those who died?

Why did he leave her then?

She was pushed away again when she decided to love him. He had never stood in her shoes and thought if what he did would hurt her.

‘Mo Ye, do you really miss me?’

‘You lied!’

Eleven gritted her teeth and held back the pain in her heart. “Let me go!” she said coldly.

She didn’t like to threaten people, but she pointed the gun against his abdomen ruthlessly and warned him to let go. She thought that Mo Ye would let her go, but he hugged her even more tightly.

“No!” His tone was fierce and slightly annoyed. He asked, “Eleven, has it ever crossed your mind that you might have placed the wrong bets when you shot me?”

What had happened in the past was still a traumatic experience for Eleven, but…”How I wished I had killed you then. If I did, all these would not happen, and I wouldn’t be in this situation now. Mo Ye, how could you…”

“It’s not me!” Mo Ye exclaimed. He clasped Eleven’s shoulders and looked straight into her eyes. He was feeling fl.u.s.tered, wronged, and angry due to the distrust. “It’s not me!”

“Not you? Who else could give orders to the Mafia? Why are you denying it after you’ve done all these?” Eleven’s expression was cold, and her gaze was filled with hatred.

Mo Ye stared at her with mixed feelings. He felt bitterness in his mouth. Indeed, he got what he deserved. It was his fault that he didn’t earn her trust. Mo Ye sighed speechlessly. “What are you blaming me for? Leaking the information or ordering the Mafia to s.n.a.t.c.h your territories? Eleven, I really don’t know who leaked the information. As to s.n.a.t.c.hing the territories… If the Mafia didn’t take action, the arms dealers in the Middle East and the mafia gangs would seize them as well. They would be even crueler, and the consequences would be the same.”

“So you think you were right?” Eleven sneered and glared at him furiously.

Mo Ye felt powerless. It was useless for him to say anything more if she firmly believed that he had done it. All of a sudden, his eyes lit up and he realized that Eleven had recovered. Because Eleven had rarely shown her true self since she had always appeared with a mask, Mo Ye was used to sensing her instead of recognizing her by her looks. After all, the mask was just a fake piece of skin.

After speaking for a while, he suddenly realized that Eleven wasn’t wearing a mask, and neither was she as thin as firewood like she was in the past. Her face looked rounder, healthier, and more beautiful. He was glad that her body had finally recovered.

She was as thin as a rake when they were in the mountains half a year ago, but now, she had turned plumper. He was uncontrollably elated that he gave an irrelevant answer. “Eleven, it seems like you got fatter.”