185 Romance purposes

Three weeks had passed in a blur. Devon was still recovering with Dion staying with her all day. She couldn't still stand as she had severely broken her legs. Meanwhile, Lewis was especially busy but still visited her every day. Nothing changed from the moment she woke up in this body.

"What a mess," Devon murmured, watching the news regarding the Qin Empire's tax evasion case. "That's a lot of fine."

"I know, right? We might live in the street in the future." Dion nodded while peeling her an apple. 

Devon cocked her head in his direction, blinking curiously. "You seem very calm about that."

"Well, panicking will not help, right?" Dion raised his gaze and cast her a knowing look. "It's not like if I panic or cry, things will change. That guy planned to mess with us from the very beginning and we're fools to think that he cares for us."

"Do you hate him? Julian, I mean. Do you hate him?"