My Crippled Ex-Husband Is An Emperor

Suspicious

Need was a strong word but it explained house inner feelings.

Darell stared at him critically, trying to ascertain if he was saying it to make her feel better.

“Are you lying to me?” She asked and he cupped her face.

“Don't ever try to take your life again. No matter what happens, even if we fight, don't set yourself on fire, I'm begging you.”

It sounded funny to her ears but his serious expression was frightening. He meant every word of it.

“Noted,” she forced a smile.

“I need you to promise me,” he said firmly.

“I promise,” Darrell answered, then smiled sadly. “Are we going back to the way we were or you're no longer comfortable with my presence,” she asked.

It took every ounce of confidence in her to ask that question. She knew she didn't deserve to be in his space anymore.

“I can't promise you that. I need to digest everything and decide I've moved on from it before letting you back in my life. I just want you to stay alive until then,” Ragi said sincerely.

A part of him wanted t