"Don't leave me."Carlo's voice choked and his arms tightened, as if he was afraid the person in his arms would disappear if he let go.His eyes looked hollow, exuding a dark, silent vulnerability that shouldn't be present at his age.It was as if he would immediately turn into a cloud of dust and float away as soon as the person in his arms chose to leave.It was the first time Cynthia had seen him so unprecedentedly vulnerable, as if she had peeled back his hard shell to reveal the soft, true core inside.Cynthia, afraid of what he might do if he lost control of his emotions, lifted her arms and soothed him gently and gently: "Be good my Carlo ...... be good ......"Carlo, like a puppy wounded outside, gradually calmed by his master's gentle reassurance, but still clinging her , placed his chin on the nape of Cynthia's neck and repeated what he had just said: "You won't leave me, will you?"Cynthia didn't answer him and after a moment Carlo anxiously got out of Cynthia's arms and lo

Debby is vaguely aware that some oversight on her part may have hurt Cynthia.Her heart restless, she waits for Carlo to leave the cottage and sneaks off to Cynthia's bedroom alone.Cynthia was sitting on the bed with her hands on her knees, her thin body huddled together, which was heartbreaking to see. Debby's voice was a little choked up and she called out softly, "Miss Cynthia ......"Cynthia didn't answer, just stared blankly out the window.She didn't want to do anything or talk to anyone. The moment her hopes were shattered, her heart died.She didn't know how to save her rest life, even if she had to welcome a new life in the meantime."Have something to eat." Debby held a plate of pastries in her hand, "I bought them when I was out the other day and I haven't had a chance to give them to you yet."At the sound of Debby's voice, Cynthia looked up at her, her eyes lingering briefly on the pastry and shook her head, she hadn't eaten a single meal since she had woken up.Affected

Antonio is still locked up, Carlo's reason being that he cannot be released until Cynthia is pregnant. Cynthia has suffered a lot of physical damage and Dr Marco says that it will take at least three months to recover before she can conceive again, which means that Antonio will be kept here for at least three months. Cynthia begged Carlo if she could release him first, as she wasn't going to escape anyway and there was no point in keeping him locked up. Carlo touched her cheek and gently refused Cynthia's request. Cynthia bit her lip and looked away from his face. Cynthia's daily care routine was replaced by Liz, with whom she did not interact much and to whom there were only three answers to any question: yes, no and don't know. With the internal problems of his 'little family' resolved, Carlo focuses more on his business in the North End. Since he had turned down Bishop's offer to sell drugs, Bishop had been making some nasty little moves recently, not so much to make an impac

As entered October, the weather was not as hot as before, and the woods not far away were deeper in green, blowing through a gust of wind with a clattering sound coming from the depths, like the trees' low chorus of farewell to summer.Cynthia had only been taken by Carlo to meet Andrea once, to look in the doorway from afar, and then to be dragged away.Whenever she mentioned anything about Andrea, Carlo gagged her and pinned her to the bed, leaving her with no energy to ask about Andrea.Dr Marco had said that she needed a period of recovery before she could get pregnant again, but Cynthia was in a hurry and she asked Marco for a pregnancy test soon after she resumed sex with Carlo, but the results were not to her liking.Carlo does allow Cynthia to go for walks, but she seems to have lost interest in the outside world, not even going to the screening room at the villa, and spends her days as a marionette, with no purpose other than to satisfy Carlo's sexual appetite.Carlo senses

The more Cynthia thought about it, the more it didn't seem right.The location didn't match up with what she remembered, nor did the seasons.It was as if she had lost something that she couldn't remember, especially the dark metal cage in the house, which looked creepy as hell.Cynthia was standing in front of the cage when Carlo came back and asked, "What's this? Why is there such a big metal cage inside the house?""This is ......" Carlo couldn't say, his eyes dodging and looking away."Are you hungry, I had them prepare a bit of porridge, is there anything else you'd like to eat?"Cynthia turned her head to look at him and said, "You seem to have changed."Carlo's heart jumped and he swallowed nervously and asked, "What?""Like not so silly and cute anymore."There was disappointment in Cynthia's tone, but on second thought she was happy for him, "It's good that you've regained your wits, I can save myself some worry, can you tell me what's been going on all this time?"Carlo help