Chapter 17

　　"I'm the only child in the family. My father died when I was young. My mother remarried but she also died and I was left with my step-father. What other questions do you have?" 　　Their eyes interlaced, she looked at the tiny reflection of herself in his pupils, her heartbeat speeding up involuntarily, "No… it can't be like this, Chris, you don’t know my past yet. Do you think I fit into your ideal woman, if If you knew, you will never like me again..." 　　Christian grabbed her little hand, put it on his lips, and kissed it, "You are wrong." 　　"I…" he paused. 　　"I care about the future, not the past." 　　The air seemed to be flowing with an ambiguous breath, Mae pushed him away and fled to the kitchen. "I'm going to wash the dishes, stay as you like, but there is no extra bed, the only option is the sofa." 　　Christian chuckled lightly, “Unbelievable…” 　　… 　　Mae came out after washing the dishes and found that the apartment was empt