Chapter 899

Damian's voice was so low it sounded like he was murmuring to himself. Thinking back to what had happened three years ago, something indeed felt off. Zelda had loved him, and she couldn't have been acting for so long. But then, three years ago, everything changed so suddenly. It was as if she had become a completely different person. Had she been hiding something from him? Damian pondered for a while but didn't dwell on it for too long. He went to the bathroom, filled a basin with water, and returned to gently wipe Zelda's face. Perhaps the collar of her shirt was too tight and uncomfortable, but even in her sleep, Zelda kept tugging at it in an attempt to breathe more easily. Seeing this, Damian reached over and unbuttoned it for her. Her fair skin beneath the fabric seemed to shimmer under the soft light. As each button came undone, the view beneath became increasingly revealing. They had already done everything there was to do, and he had seen all of her before. Yet just