Chapter 660

• Frank Holt's voice was hoarse as his thin lips pressed against Tamara Randall's sensitive ear: "Wanxin, why is it that after two years together, I still can't figure you out?"
• "I just didn't think those things were important, so I didn't mention them. I believe you wouldn't love me more because of my identity, right?" Tamara Randall knew in her heart that what Frank Holt loved about her was the real her, not the conditions attached to her.
• "Is that so?" Frank Holt didn't seem satisfied with that answer. He slightly lifted his body, his deep sea-like eyes staring intensely at Tamara Randall, as if trying to see right through her.