Alex Hawk looked at the faint smile on her face, closed his eyes briefly, and turned his head away.
He was really afraid he wouldn't be able to resist strangling her!
"Can't you have some sympathy for him?" he couldn't help but say, "You know how he feels about you. How can you bear to hurt yourself in front of him again and again? How many times do you need to hurt him before you let him go?!"
"Alex Hawk, he's the one who won't let me go."
Iris Harris's voice came lightly from behind him.
He turned around and looked at her pale face.
"I thought I could endure it, but I overestimated my own patience," she lowered her head, looking at the bandage-wrapped wrist, and calmly asked, "Do you think I didn't consider the consequences when I cut myself?"
"..."
