He remembered the scars on Amanda Smith's body, those horrifying strangulation marks, and felt a suffocating tightness in his breath. After a while, he asked softly, "Does it hurt?"
When Amanda Smith heard his question, her facial expression stiffened slightly. She shook her head subconsciously, "It doesn't hurt."
Does it hurt?
Of course, it hurts.
But showing weakness in front of some people is meaningless.
Samuel Johnson's fingers twitched slightly upon hearing this. He stared at Amanda Smith for a while, his throat seemed to be choked up with many words stuck, unable to be spoken or swallowed.
This kind of harm... had exceeded the scope of injury, it was abuse.
And he was the one who had inflicted all of it with his own hands.
How much more pain could this fragile body endure just from his casual words?
Inexplicably, he seemed to have a premonition in his heart.
Things between them couldn't go on like this... Otherwise, Amanda Smith would leave.