Chapter 1383


    Eileen continued to look him in the eye and replied, "Out of responsibility and guilt, I could do things


    likest night."


    Luke gasped for air and stiffened all over. Like a timebomb, his rage threatened to break out at any


    second.


    Like a sharp knife, her answer stabbed his heart.


    He closed his eyes and said when he opened them again, "Then sleep. You and I. One-time thing.


    Since you value responsibility and guilt more than principles,e on!"


    "This is where my principles lie. What you just said is my bottom line," she said."


    Lying down and sleeping together is different from a one-time thing."


    "In other words, if you sleep with me, you will no longer owe me anything. How about it?"


    "No!" she rejected tly without hesitation.


    When Luke heard that, he suddenly burst intoughter that was dark, strongly ironic, and sad.


    "Keeping your chastity for him?"


    Eileen was silent.


    Silence was acquiescence. He got it.


    Luke propped his big hand against the edge of the bed, fighting back a sharp pain rising from his


    abdomen. "Is there still hope for me? What does it take for you to forgive me?"


    She remained silent.


    Luke gazed at her, turned around, and showed her his side face. "Whatever it takes. As long as you


    tell me, I will do it. If a p can vent your resentment, then do it!"


    Eileen didn''t move. "Why should I?"


    "The scar was left when I tried to strangle you. Or you can stab me. Stab me in the chest..."


    While speaking, he picked up the fruit knife from the table, passed it to her, and stared gloomily at


    her.


    With the sharp tip of the knife against his wounded abdomen, he said, "Here. Stab me one more


    time and forget about my mistreatment. Let''s start over. Come on, do i t..."


    "You''re crazy!"


    Eileen growled. If the tip of the knife went deeper, blood might be drawn.


    "Am I? I''ve never been so serious. I won''t mind it if this can make you forgive me and start over with


    me!" Luke croaked.


    Now he still had a chance.


    By the time she got engaged, it would be toote. It was now or never.


    Was he crazy?


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    No, he was not.


    On the contrary, he had never been so sober.


    It was just that his paranoid personality led to extreme means.


    He was extreme, paranoid, and crazy. It had been his style.


    Holding the knife, Eileen didn''t move.


    But he grabbed her hand and drew it towards his chest inch by inch.


    Her hand was trembling.


    But his eyes were firm. There wasn''t the slightest wavering as if it were not his chest that the knife


    was about to stab.


    "That''s enough! Do you really think we can start over after you receive a stab? What if you die? You


    were severely injured from saving me. Are you trying to make me kill you and feel guilty for the rest


    of my life? Are you trying to throw me in prison? Don''t you get it? The problem between us is not


    like what you said. After such a long time, my heart is dead. How can I be with you again?"


    Eileen looked at him and enunciated word by word, "We havee to this. Are you still trying to


    push me? What is the point?"


    Grasping the knife, her hand trembled lightly. Holding the handle, Luke''s hand slowly slipped off. His


    face was ashen.


    Eileen turned around and continued to tidy up the ward.