Threads of a Fractured Psyche Chapter 46

In the evening, the burning clouds on the horizon were crimson, and the orange light fell into the courtyard.

He stared at her steadily, his dark and silent eyes were like obsidian at the bottom of a pool, dull and deserted, making people unpredictable.

Seeing that success attracted his attention, Avery smiled: “Master, since you don’t believe in the marriage that I counted for you, how about we make a bet?”

She was against the light, the thin halo dyed the contours of her body, and the ends of her hair fluttered nicely in the evening breeze. She smiled comfortably and freshly.

Wen Shu slowly said, “What are you betting on?”