Cassius approached Eleanor's room. His face looked pale, and there were dark circles under his eyes, indicating sleep deprivation.
It had been nearly two weeks, but she hadn't opened her eyes.
Fear and anxiety gripped Cassius' heart.
He looked at his wife, who appeared like a sleeping beauty.
He whispered to her, "I have avenged you. The girl who insulted you has become rat food, and she won't die anytime soon. Wake up."
As usual, silence responded to his words.
"Will you open your eyes if I take away everyone you love? Perhaps, you'll wake up immediately to kill me."
The idea tempted Cassius. He no longer cared about how to win Eleanor's heart.
Ever since he saw Eleanor standing at the edge of the abyss, he didn't care whether Eleanor loved or hated him.
He just wanted Eleanor to stay by his side, even if he had to resort to violence.
He would lay the world beneath Eleanor's feet if needed.