Single Mom's Sweet Husband by Charlotte

Peter struggled for a moment and reached out to hug her. "No, I want to lean on you. It feels safe to lie down like this. I don't care. I want to lean on you."

What was the problem with this guy?

Zoe gnashed her teeth. "If you don't let me go, I will hit you."

Peter still didn't want to let go. Zoe raised her hand and violently hit the back of his head. That kind of "beating", which took all her strength, would mean nothing to other people. They could easily endure it. But Peter recalled the scene where he was beaten up by his father when he was trying to make him laugh.

Peter instantly grabbed her wrists, forcefully twisted them, and pinned her down on the sofa. He raised his other hand over his head. His fist was about to hit Zoe's face.

Air, time, and space seemed to be frozen in an instant.

"Peter..." Zoe didn't feel pain in her wrist, but the way he looked was a little intimidating.

His youthful vibe was no longer present. Instead, it was replaced by an inexplicable gloominess and rage.

Waking up from his dream, Peter let go of his hand and took a few steps back. He looked at her deeply. The light in his eyes was broken into pieces, like fragmented glass impaling the heart.

A stabbing pain.

He couldn't stop the panic even if he took a deep breath. He could only turn around and hide in his room.

Zoe looked at his back and suddenly remembered the rumors in the company. Some people said that Peter was domestically abused when he was a child. Some people said that Peter's parents had a discord because they were incompatible. Some people said that Peter's father died a long time ago because of Peter.

She had always been contemptuous of these rumors. After all, her colleagues had also said that his parents wanted to sell him off.

However...

At this moment, she couldn't help but recall those rumors.

Zoe bit her lips. After moments of hesitation, she got up and walked toward the bedroom.

Peter was lying on the bed, staring blankly at a willow tree outside of the window. It wasn't the right season at the moment. The willow was bald without leaves. It was absolutely hideous. However, if the season was right, the willow tree would grow tender shoots, and the buds would hang from the branches, which could be made into a lot of things if you pluck them out.

Knock, Knock, Knock-

Zoe stood at the door and knocked.

Although she could see him from her position, she still knocked on the door.

react, but his body shuddered

and said, "Did I hurt you? And

a child, my cousin said that if I was sad, I should always go to him. Because as long as he kissed me between my eyebrows, all my sorrow would turn into

still believe that?" Peter turned her head away, not wanting to look

anymore. I was always different from other kids since I was a child. They believe in fairy tales, but I know that fairy tales are fake. I know that they have parents, but

people would grow old and die

apple would turn yellow, and a banana would

school, but she understood

she was good

an

head around after listening to Zoe's words. They were facing each other. Their faces were so close that they could

to me if

I read from a classic saying that the elves in our novels, television series, and movies were all archetypes. But in reality, the elves

"What's the rule?"

kissing another person's forehead signifies eternal protection. Each individual can only kiss one person in their entire lifetime.

Peter was stunned.

didn't believe in

reached out and outlined his eyebrows. "Actually, it's not that I believe in this rule, but that I choose to believe in it. I still think that there is nothing beautiful about life, but I

thought you were

"No, I'm not."

even more

your man. Let you rely on me, and let me chase after you. But I think I understand now. I can't let you trust me yet. Let's

tell you my story to

and then let me share mine with you. But Zoe, I understood something. I understood that being domestically abused by someone I like is a kind of happiness." Zoe was

looked at her sincerely. "And I know that you didn't exert too much strength.

violence. I have to apologize to

at her.

of Zoe's mouth slightly curved upwards,

of angel in ancient Greek mythology who was born with only

One-Winged Angels couldn't fly as high as the normal Angels, but they weren't ostracized by the Angels. On the contrary, some Angels suggested

succeeded. They had flown even

couldn't change how they were born, they could decide how they want to

was the moral of the existence of the One-Winged

A few days later.