บท 510: Chapter 456.3 : A Wolf's Whimper

The specter had a long and vivid dream, it wasn't something horrifying but pleasant and warm. Though she's not used to such sweetness, what she experienced in this so-called 'dream' wasn't as displeasing as she expected it to be. Her rapidly beating heart, the warm touch of his caressing hand, his breathing, and above all, the sweetness of his kisses. Angelina never experienced the thing they call 'romance' for she deemed it unimportant and unequal to other matters such as cultivation. 

The days she passed with him, the unforgettable cute face of the baby she held in her arms, the angelic newborn which smiled every time she picked him up. It was the kind of life any young lady, poor or rich, would wish to live, however, Angelina was different, which is exactly why, from her point of view, everything was but a passing, pleasant dream, soon to be forgotten.