Chapter 2

Liam took me to his place. He drove, and he never untied me the whole way, afraid I'd run off.

His house was very familiar to me. In my previous life, after I was burned to death,

I had no parents, no family, no one to claim my body.

It was Liam, that fool, who stole my body and brought it to his home, holding me every night, kissing me over and over.

He said, "Chloe, I'll never find you repulsive."

"In my eyes, you're the most beautiful."

It wasn't until the police came that he finally agreed to bury me.

I'll never forget how red his eyes were on the day of my funeral, how many tears he shed for me.

After that, my soul floated with him for many years.

I witnessed firsthand this boy who loved me so deeply, committing murder to avenge me.

He personally took care of those two scumbags.

Just then, the takeout arrived—it was Liam’s order.

He opened the porridge and fed me, spoonful by spoonful.

I ate every mouthful obediently. The room was eerily quiet.

On the way here, he hadn’t said a word either. I kept feeling like he had something on his mind.

“Liam, can you please untie me?”

His body stiffened, but he ignored me and continued feeding me porridge.

I forgot that fool responds better to kindness than demands.

So, I softened my voice.

“My hands are getting sore from the ropes…”

Sure enough, he put down the porridge, his eyes filled with urgency, and he untied me.

“Are your hands hurting badly?”

He took my wrist and gently blew on it.

But then he saw my smirk, and he realized I was tricking him.

“Chloe, you lied to me?”

“I knew it, I shouldn’t trust you.”

With that, he grabbed my hand, trying to tie me up again. But this time, I broke free from his grip.

Because this time, he wasn’t really trying to tie me.

Otherwise, with my strength, I wouldn’t have been able to escape.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed his cheek.

I finally kissed the real him. His skin was so soft and wonderful.

Liam's body froze. He looked at me in disbelief, his face actually blushing a little, his voice a bit hoarse.

“Chloe, do you know what you’re doing?”

I couldn’t help but smile, gently caressing his handsome face.

I’d wished countless times that I could touch him, hug him. Today, it finally came true.

“Of course, I know. I’m kissing you.”

“Liam, I know you tied me up today to save me.”

He was always like this, never explaining anything, just helping me in his own way.

But in my previous life, I was utterly bewitched by that scumbag, completely unaware of everything Liam did for me.

Suddenly, he lunged, pressing me down, his breathing ragged and hot.

“I wasn’t saving you, damn it!”

“I’m kidnapping you, I’m going to mess with you, understand?”

“Are you scared I’ll *take* you?”

My wide eyes stared straight at him, never looking away for a second.

“I’m not scared.”

Liam had a sharp tongue but a heart of gold. In truth, he was kinder than anyone.

In my previous life, my soul had seen him rescuing small animals.

He knew there were thugs in the alley, and he’d fiercely warn high schoolers not to take that path.

But the world didn’t understand him, they thought he was a lunatic.

This life, it’s my turn to be the only one who truly understands him.