She cared about me.
She really cared about me.
She looked at me. She looked at me again. That was the fifth time she had looked at me today.
She loved me so much!
If it was a son, they would name him William. If it was a daughter, Jenny... Best if they had one of each... But could an Essence of Phenomena have children with a human? You useless idiots in Alastair's biology department, get the technology out already!
Huai Shi felt like he was about to go insane.
He completely could not understand what Yeats thought about every day—half the time, he thought about Maude; the other half, he slept, ate, and cursed Alastair.
If he had any spare time, he would also consider his work.
Oh, Essence of Phenomena did not really need sleep or food.
That was great. It meant he had even more time to think about Maude, write love poems, and curse Alastair...
Huai Shi was already regretting so rashly infiltrating behind enemy lines.
It was not that the mission was too difficult or the conditions too harsh. This role was just too damn bizarre—he could not handle it!
His fists had already clenched.
Fortunately, the meeting ended quickly. After a simple examination confirmed that he was out of danger, Huai Shi was sent straight home.
Before Huai Shi was forced to propose to Maude Gonne...
Thank God. Thank Mathers.
Huai Shi had never been so grateful to the Golden Dawn.
Yet within the illusion of the Book of Destiny, even though Yeats was weakened, after resting in bed for just a few minutes—and before Huai Shi could even catch his breath—he got back up!
He picked up paper and pen and began writing a love letter.
"Hmm, since I'm not feeling well today,