Chapter 112 Forgetting, Sometimes, is Also a Kind of Happiness

Well, anyway, Ulysses would still meet many more excellent people in the future, there would always be someone better suited to be his sunshine than Falcona. She would never selfishly exchange someone else's life for a romance! Falcona gripped the shirt in her hand tightly, staring at Ulysses' eyes, which were crimson with grief. Even though it was difficult to say, she had to express her determination: "Ulysses, let me go. Or is it that you're more interested in my body than my thoughts? If I agree to sleep with you, will you...?" "Forget it! Falcona Ayah, it was you who provoked me first. I won't let you go no matter what!" Ulysses rudely interrupted her, his anger making him look fierce: "Darling, don't force me to imprison you! It's just those insignificant people; I'll kill them all! If I kill them all, what excuse will you have then?" His tyranny and dominance made her feel suffocated. Falcona suddenly bowed her head, picking up the dagger, the blade facing