"That's my goal, Amelia, I want what's best for you more than anyone else, and as you said, I've fallen in love with you."
The sudden confession aroused ripples in Amelia's previously calm eyes. She looked at Christopher, the astonishment and disbelief playing out alternately in her gaze.
It was a feeling of near disbelief.
"I stabbed you."
"I did it for you," Christopher looked at Amelia, speaking word by word.
"Through a series of misfortunes, I became one of them, and I'm sorry."
Was Christopher a foul-mouthed person?
Yes.
To the point that Amelia wished she could stab him a couple more times, but she couldn't deny that what he said made sense.
The more she showed her prowess, the more dangerous it would be for her loved ones.
And Christopher's foresight was far greater than hers at this moment.