He instructed the waiter to arrange a private room.As soon as the door to the private room closed, I hurriedly embraced him. "Trevis," I called out.His body tensed slightly, and he gently pushed me away. "Kathryn, you need to calm down first," he advised.With teary eyes, I inquired, "Don't you miss me at all?"He remained silent.I pressed on, "Have you read the book? I wrote it for you."He nodded with stiffness, his voice hoarse. "It's very well-written."I felt elated and attempted to hug him again, but he remarked, "So, someone as talented as you, Kathryn, shouldn't be associated with someone like me."I grew furious. "Someone like you? Tell me, what do you mean by that?"He chuckled self-deprecatingly, starting to list out the labels he pinned on himself: "Almost became a murderer, never went to college..."I couldn't bear to hear it anymore, standing there with tears welling up. "Trevis, that's not true, how can you think that way..." If it weren't for me, Trevis w

The following day, Trevis and I went to the police station to provide our statements. Given that Trevis had acted in self-defense, there were no significant issues there.As for my younger brother and dad, they were facing charges of threats, intimidation, and burglary, which could result in prison sentences. My mom tearfully pleaded with me to sign a forgiveness letter, but I didn't even spare her a glance.Over the weekend, Trevis and I visited the mall and bought a stack of books,"Spoiling My Beloved Wife", "The Intimate Moments with My Boss", " Mr. Billionaire, Don’t Run Away" ...and many more.Trevis looked a bit awkward at the checkout counter, with the cashier, a young lady, repeatedly stealing glances at him. I stood behind him, wearing a big smile.After our book shopping spree, Trevis joined me at my place to help me pack my belongings. He had agreed to let me move into his apartment~While I was packing some winter clothing, a few pieces were stored in the highest cabi