Chapter three hundred and twenty I hate you, the rest of my life

"Lucy..." Grayson let out a faint cry, looking at her with low eyes, bottomless. "What?" Lucy raised a shallow smile and motioned that he would not care what he had just said. "Grayson, I don't care at all. I just need to be with you and be able to protect you. That's enough." Chapter three hundred and eighty-sixth meet, the beginning of love Lucy has been fantasizing that as long as Grayson does not say anything, she will treat it as if she does not know it and as if it is all over. However, it was not him but fate that said the truth. "Lucy, don't put more emotion into me. You know, I can't fall in love with anyone but her." He hurts people, and he has always been so bloodless. "I know, but I don't care." "But I care." All the flowing time and dust in the air have stopped. Is he completely abandoning her? Perhaps Lucy had long thought of such an ending. I just don't want to believe that I have been pretending that the deceiver lives in the dreamy fairy tale castle I built f