The Last Time She Believed Him

Johny got up in the morning and came to the door of Ceres' room. He wanted to enter, but in the end, he took back his hand. He didn't sleep all night. He knew Ceres well, and Ceres must haven't slept either. "Ceres, I know you're angry with me. I shouldn't have pretended to be a vegetable and bodyguard without telling you. I really don't have time and energy to talk to you about these things now. I'm doing something very important, which is related to whether you can be the hostess of the Winsors." Johny's voice was hoarse and humble. "I have promised you that I will marry you in the future. I will let you enter the Winsors aboveboard and become the hostess of the Winsors. I will make it. Ceres, please trust me for the last time. When this matter is finished, let's have a talk, okay?" There was no sound inside, but Johny knew that Ceres must be listening to him. "I know you didn't sleep, and I didn't sleep either. Yesterday, you asked me what I thought of you. I treated you as my woman