Chapter 225 Deep Love

• Could it really be…that the Sandra who had been tormented by him in their past life, and was bruised, broken, and utterly destroyed hadn't returned at all?
• Sandra took a step back, her expression filled with disdain. "So, you finally remember," she said coldly. "Hendrick, do you have any idea how it felt when you said I wasn't even as good as a prostitute that night? That sentence—do you know what it did to me? Don't you dare pretend you don't remember. Words spoken from the subconscious mind are what cuts the deepest."
• Hendrick slowly lifted his gaze. His dark, fathomless eyes locked onto hers, searching.