444 Her Temptation_1
Jesslyn Derei let out a long sigh of relief, and only then did her timid heart finally relax.
A slight smile lifted the corners of her lips, like a cat seeking affection, she nuzzled her face against the back of Ethan Jenkins' shoulder.
"With Brother Ethan here, those ghosts wouldn't dare to come out."
Ethan Jenkins gave a bitter smile, now in his current appearance, what was the difference between him and a ghost?
His hideously disfigured face, his heart twisted by hatred.
Could such a man still give Derei a sense of security?
"Aren't you afraid of me?" Ethan asked.
Although he had been wearing this marred face for many years, every time he looked at his own reflection in the mirror during the deep of the night, he found it exceedingly terrifying.
"Not afraid," Jesslyn Derei said firmly.
"Really?" Ethan let out a cold laugh.