"You either promise to love me or die with me!"

"Is love a person born as long as you agree? Don't go crazy!" Abel tried to call back her sanity.

"If you don't love me, then your existence has no meaning! Let's disappear together!"

The carriage was getting faster and faster, and Anna widened her eyes and looked at Abel with that terrifying aura. Her innate domineering and arrogant aura had been completely released, making people afraid to look directly at it.

Will it be written tomorrow's [New York Times] "Miss MG was rejected for showing love, and both forced Rasse Frosa died of love but failed to die"?

Damn! How could things happen like this?! It hurts so much! Abel was in a panic and was sure that it would be fine if he fell down. But he couldn't guarantee that it would be fine if his little cousin fell down.

Such a beautiful little beauty looks like she is still infatuated with herself, and she is so infatuated that she becomes crazy, like the sick heroines in movies and novels.

He really doesn't want her to be injured.

"Answer me! I love, but I don't love it!"

"Love! I love you!" In desperation, Abel shouted in a scattered voice, and then continued to shout, "I love you, I love you so much! Stop, Anna!"

In this way, in the carriage and in the stunned gaze of servants on both sides of the road, Abel completed his first confession in his two lives.
Chapter completed!