246 The Marriage is Fake

Emily found herself unable to utter the words. It wasn't that she didn't want to; she was just too shy.

Mr. Satan was slightly disappointed but gently squeezed her hand. "No rush. I can wait."

He turned on the room's lights, instantly illuminating the space brightly.

Emily looked at his masked face, hesitating. "We don’t have to turn on the lights. I'm used to it."

Mr. Satan replied, "I've also grown accustomed to darkness, but now I want to experience the light."

"But wearing a mask in the room must be uncomfortable," Emily said. "Let’s turn off the lights. After all, it’s just a week. I can wait."

She turned off the lights, and the room returned to complete darkness.

Mr. Satan held her hand, standing right in front of her.

In the darkness, Emily’s hand gradually found the white mask on his face and moved to untie the string at the back of his head. She removed the mask.

She could feel Mr. Satan's breathing become noticeably heavier.

"Emily."

Emily paused, holding the mask. "Yes?"

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