The sound of Daisy Grant's sobbing still echoed in his ears. Facing Daisy Grant, Dawn Sutherland was filled with both heartache and sympathy, his tone extremely low. "I won't take back the diamond ring I sent out. I won't sign the divorce agreement, and I certainly won't replace the book we got from the civil affairs bureau."
Daisy Grant's fingers were cold, wrapped in the warmth of Dawn Sutherland's palm, gradually bringing warmth to Daisy Grant, who stood cold in the wind and snow.
Looking at Dawn Sutherland's serious and steadfast gaze, Daisy Grant bit her lip, her voice hoarse. "Second brother... can you stop being so good to me?"
The fortress she had painstakingly built to keep him out, to face the storms alone, crumbled once more with his tenderness, protection, and words.
Dawn Sutherland looked deeply into Daisy Grant's eyes, "For this lifetime, I will protect you. Daisy Grant, you've never been without anything. I'm taking you home."
