"…"
Ethan was tense.
The cold sweat trickled down his back.
He kept looking around the dark room, and while he couldn't see anyone, he could tell that something was off.
'I wouldn't have survived this long if I hadn't been relying on my instincts. There is someone here!'
Ethan pushed the blanket off him and slowly stood up.
As he walked towards the foot of the bed, he heard the bed creaking and turned to his wife, but she only turned over in her sleep.
"Stupid bitch…"
He growled.
"That's not nice."
In that moment, a voice came from behind him, and before he could react, someone's arms wrapped around his neck and pulled him into a chokehold.
"?!"
Ethan's eyes widened, and the invisible arms turned visible, and he tried shrugging off the assailant, but he was strong!
'Martial Emperor?!'
"Remember me?"
Julian whispered into his ear and tightened the hold, trying to break Ethan's neck, but his neck was too strong.
'…Him?'
