The first time Cornelius and I met, we adopted Winter and it was my birthday.
He said it was our little life.
But now, he kept saying he wanted to kill it.
He turned around and walked into the room with Zevanka. Through his back, I seemed to see another person.
My husband Killian Schroeder, who died on the battlefield.
On the day I learned of Killian's death, I hanged myself.
But I unexpectedly traveled to the modern era and met Cornelius. I stubbornly believed that he was the reincarnation of my husband, Killian.
So I devoted myself wholeheartedly and gave everything for his cause.
Even stayed in the modern era for him.
But now I felt that apart from this face, he was completely different from Killian.
Although unwilling to admit it, the biggest difference was that he did not love me.
I pet Winter in my arms and sniffed. "Winter, I might have to go ...."
Winter in my arms seemed to sense something and looked at me with a pair of teary eyes.
"Jessica, why don't you come over here and make the bed for us!"
Hearing Cornelius' furious roar, I ignored him and closed the door with the puppy in my arms.