In her dream, she was struggling and begging like crazy. However, the man remained indifferent to her plight. His eyes were cold and devoid of love.

She cried, but he was still unsympathetic. Gradually, the greenhouse faded into the darkness, and the faint light from the wall lamp dimmed.

Suddenly, she heard a cry from a black cat.

This time, Theodore was wearing a red shirt and black pants. His face was attractive, like a mountain spirit. In his hands held a golden dagger.

Theodore approached her slowly and pressed the cold dagger against her artery.