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This matrimonial fate has several calculation methods; one can only use one method at a time, and can only calculate once within a year. It could predict about one’s husband's family or oneself. Nisha Kanna calculates matrimonial fates with exceptional accuracy.

"Let's see when you'll get married," Kak said with a smiling expression. Leaning against the rock, his handsome and elegant face was filled with a smile that shone particularly in his beautiful almond-shaped eyes, making him exceedingly charming. Even wearing military-green casual clothing, he remained graceful and dignified.

"Nisha Kanna calculated this for me. I didn't want to know," Wu Shuang seriously suspected that Kak had spoken on the phone with Nisha Kanna; otherwise, how could he be so accurate

His eyes lit up: "When did she say you would get married"

Wu Shuang tilted her head and smiled: "For fairness, why don't you also get your fortune told If you tell me when it will happen for you, I'll tell you."

"You're teasing," Kak couldn't help but laugh. Looking up at the night sky of Muscat, he suddenly said, "Fate is like this dark night sky; nobody knows when stars will appear."

Wu Shuang wiped off her smile and looked deeply at him as Kak gazed into the night sky with a distant expression. Wu Shuang couldn't help but wonder sometimes whether she was overly sensitive or imagining things, for she always felt that Kak's feelings towards her went beyond childhood friendship to something romantic. But Kak...

Enough, enough, I've said before that I should let go; why dwell on these pointless matters Even if Kak wants to pursue me now, it depends whether I'll accept him.

Kak closed his eyes, and Wu Shuang was at a loss for words. She knew that when they talked about their emotional destiny, both of them would be speechless; it should have been awkward, but their acting skills were too high, hiding the discomfort from each other as if nothing had happened. They interacted naturally like usual, yet the more natural and smiling on the surface, the clearer the boundaries between them became in their hearts.

Was this a kind of torture

Wushuang let out a small sigh of relief and checked her watch. There were only three hours left until dawn; time indeed passed quickly.

"Kaka, it's time to go back," Wushuang said. After a long while with no response, she opened her eyes and saw that Kaka had fallen asleep leaning against the rock wall. His sleeping face was serene and peaceful. The pale gray light faintly fell upon his fair skin, as if gilding him in silver, making him look like a fine jade, utterly devoid of the wisdom and profundity he exuded when awake.

He was truly exhausted.

The Middle East wasn't as secure as the London headquarters. He always slept with a hidden gun under his pillow here, extremely cautious. The few of them were all incredibly tenacious; they endured hardships and fatigue silently without letting anyone know, especially their subordinates; it would be a sign of incompetence.

She was no different. Managing such an extensive organization was tiring, yet many only knew her for her decisive killings but had never seen her fretting over the Middle Eastern situation or being vexed by irreconcilable internal conflicts within the mafia. Yet these instances did occur from time to time.

There were times when she too felt overwhelmed, but they always presented a confident and resolute image to others, appearing their best selves before people while managing their exhaustion alone behind closed doors.

When she was tired, the only ones she would seek comfort from were Kaka. She wouldn't turn to her parents or family members as she didn't want them to worry or be disappointed nor burden her brothers with her troubles.

Kaka exuded confidence and excellence in public but each time they met, he showed no guard whatsoever despite his spirit not being at its best.

Especially over the last couple of years, his weariness was more apparent than ever.

"Kaka" She crawled closer and called out softly. Kaka's breathing was even as he slept innocuously beside her. Wushuang gazed upon his face and a phrase came to mind.

Mildly gentle, peaceful times.

He really fell asleep.

Wushuang got up and went to the car to fetch his own windbreaker, then squatted beside him again. With her slender fingers brushing over Kaka's face, sometimes she truly hated Kaka's gentle composure.

If he could lose control even once for her sake, in this long wait, perhaps it would give her another reason to keep waiting.

"Chu Nanfeng, do you know how much I like you." She thought that she would never be able to tell Kaka under the sunlight how much she liked him. The only way was to secretly whisper it in this dim light and on such a night when he was fast asleep.

How much she liked him.

Wushuang closed her eyes, gently kissing Kaka's lips.

She had kissed his lips countless times before, all in broad daylight. The shape of his lips was still so vividly imprinted in her memory, but this kind of secretive kiss was something new to her.

She no longer had the right to kiss him openly anymore.

In London, she herself severed any possible retreat route and made a decisive choice.

Even she knew that as long as their relationship remained entangled like this, it would be hard for her to let go of him. As long as he was in danger, she would be by his side; it had become such a habit, regardless of whether or not she loved him.

A person's habits are indeed hard to change.

Even though she knows her heart is set, this lingering connection will eventually lead to irreparable consequences. Yet, she still can't bring herself to ignore him; whenever he's in danger, she'll always rush to his side.

Wu Shuang sat beside Kaka, gently supporting him so that his head rested on her lap as he fell asleep. She put her windbreaker over him to prevent him from catching a cold.

"Kaka, I know you don't love me. Sometimes, I can't help but think: if you loved me, I would definitely make sure you taste the loneliness I've endured for these past ten years." Wu Shuang smiled foolishly as she looked at his sleeping face. "Am I really that heartless You must have seen through my thoughts, which is why you don't love me."

Kaka was in a deep sleep with even breathing. Wu Shuang felt no urge to sleep herself; being a night owl, she usually found it hard to fall asleep at night anyway. With him beside her now, she could only look at his face and let thoughts of their shared past fill her mind.

In fact, there were many memories between her and Kaka, so many that she would often think, 'Isn't this what a lover is like'

She didn't want to recall these memories, but in the stillness of night, they inevitably came back to haunt her. The more you try to forget someone, the deeper their image stays in your heart.

She let herself off the hook and allowed things to take their natural course.

If she couldn't control her feelings, then she would indulge them for this moment of peace and happiness. At least among all women in the world besides Rong Yan and Chu Chu, she was one of the few who could embrace Kaka while he slept.

He wouldn't let a woman without complete trust sleep beside him, not even Fang Jiaqi.

Kaka's every move, Wu Shuang knew. She also knew that Fang Jiaqi had never spent the night in Kaka's bedroom; she didn't want to think about other places.

At times, it's better not to make things hard for oneself.e as lively as ever," Mo Xiaobai said. Warmed’s heart settled slightly as she tried to believe what they were saying. Perhaps it was just a matter of waiting another day.Mochen said, "Eat your breakfa...