Alisa's attitude finally annoys Sam, and his handsome face becomes distorted.

"Alisa, don't go too far. I have been deeply loved you. Why do you live a good life, and still be Davis's mistress. Are you so cheap?"

Alisa looks at him in amazement. For the first time, she hears him say that she is cheap.

"Yes, I am. But I would rather be cheap than loving you."

Sam's eyes flash with anger, and he goes out angrily.

How can she do?

Alisa closes her eyes in pain,. Why does it become what it is now?

Sam changes into a clean dress and comes in, but at this time his face becomes milder again.

He pushes in a wheelchair and comes in, "Alisa, I'll take you out to see..."

Alisa is wrapped in a painful and shocked mood and looks at him angrily.

But she can't move. She can't do anything to him at all.

"Alisa, are you angry? Are you unhappy with me?"

Sam smiles softly. He uncovers the quilt, lifts Alisa, puts hr on a wheelchair, and pushes her outward.

This is a Hawaiian idyllic cottage with wooden structure.

"Sam, why are you doing this to me?"

Sam stops, crouches in front of her, and stares softly at her.

"I take care of you like this, are you still not satisfied? What's so good about Davis? He has so many women, and you are just one of them."

"Alisa, you know, I have loved you since I am a child. I have never changed it for so many years. Even if your dad hurt me like that, I never care about it, I don't want anything. I just want stay with you. We are a natural pair and no one can separate us..."

"What the hell did you do to me?" Alisa's eyes keep burning with hatred.

Sam glances at her lightly, then stops talking. He pushes her out of the wooden house.

Outside is warm sunlight, lush grassy meadows, colorful flowers, and a sea that can be seen far away.

The scenery is beautiful, more beautiful than the forest cabin he built for her before.

"Alisa, do you like here? For the first time in many years, I decide to come here and spend my life here with you."

"Sam, don't you think you look like a madman now?"

"Alisa, don't you destroy such a romantic atmosphere, OK? You see that you are so ugly now and your limbs can't move. Even if you talk to Davis, it is useless. He won't take care of you. He needs a woman. He needs fresh excitement. You see, he just broke up with you, and can't wait to find another woman to please him..."

"Leave me alone. I want to go back..." Alisa shed tears, begging Sam.

"Can you go on your own?"

Sam asks faintly, Alisa freezes, and immediately becomes frustrated.

The wheelchair is pushed all the way to the grass. Sam lies soft mats on the grass, and puts cakes and fruit on it.

He hugs Alisa and lets her sit on the mat.

"This life is exactly like my dream..."

"Why are you doing this to me?"

Alisa snarls and screams.

"Alisa, try the cake I made..."

Sam delivers the cake to Alisa's mouth. He watches her gently and feeds her carefully.

Alisa glances over his head, "Take it away, I won't eat it."

"If you don't eat, you will starve. Come, eat some food..."

"No..."

Sam changes a glass of milk, "Drink some milk."

Alisa stares at him fiercely, refusing to drink, and Sam's hand is raised in front of her, his face darkens.

"Drink it ..."

His tone is very hard, with a hint of irresistible force.

Alisa opens her mouth, takes a sip of milk, and sprays it on Sam's face.

Sam is sprayed with milk on his face, and his face gradually darkens.

He slowly stands up and looks at Alisa coldly. "It seems you need to calm down."

He leaves Alisa and walks towards the room alone.

Alisa is panting, and looks away from him.

The sun is slowly getting bigger and bigger, looking around, there are mountains all around, and then the sea, but no one in sight.

At the beginning, Alisa doesn't think it matters, but after sitting for a long time, she feels tired and moves a little, and the whole person falls on the mat.

Just drops on the mat, and she couldn't move. Slowly, one hour passes and two hours pass.

Sam never comes out. He is punishing her.

Alisa is extremely distressed. She never thinks that Sam's heart is so abnormal.

The sun is getting hotter, and sweat is flowing from Alisa's face, and her eyes are confused.

She suddenly misses Davis.

Davis, where are you?

You bastard, why don't you come and save me...

This day is long and painful for Alisa.

She is thirsty and hungry. In the sun, she keeps the same posture for five or six hours.

Until she almost thinks that she is going to pass out.

A pair of dark leather shoes appears in her sight, and Sam bends down and looks at her.

"Do you know you are wrong?"

"Sam, you..." Alisa stops in half way.

She suddenly realizes that she is with a lunatic at this time. She couldn't let her emotions go wild. She has to figure things out, and then slowly find a way to escape from here.

Alisa looks at Sam, "It's my fault. Help me."

Sam looks at her stubbornly.

"I was wrong..." Alisa's voice chokes and the whole pain is extremely painful.

Sam crouches down, hugs her, and puts her on a wheelchair.

"I don't want this, I don't want this. Please kill me..." Alisa cries in pain.

"What's the difference between me and a disabled person now..."

Sam pushes the wheelchair in the room.

"It will slowly get better."

He says with a smile, and then regardless of what Alisa is talking about, he begins to talk about his topic with interest.

"I made you stir-fried chestnuts, and sweet and sour pork ribs. By the way, what other food do you like to eat. I will change it for you every day."

"I don't want to eat. I don't want to eat anything..." Alisa opposes.

"You have to eat."

Sam says seriously, facing his terrible look, Alisa is afraid to speak anymore.

Sam takes her a basin of hot water, carefully wipes Alisa's face with a wet towel, and then slowly washes her neck.

"Alisa, your skin is still as good as before, HVE has not damaged your skin at all..."

"When do you give me the cure?"

"I'll give it to you, when we get married..."

Sam says softly, the happiness between the eyebrows makes Alisa crazy.

"When we get married, you give me a lot of children, and then we live a happy life here. No one can disturb us..."

A terrible picture suddenly appears in front of Alisa. After a few years, Davis manages to find her.

And she is already the mother of four or five children. She and he could never get together again...

"What about Vivian then? She must be very sad."

Sam takes off Alisa's socks, soaks her feet in water, and helps her wash her feet.

"Is the water temperature suitable?"

He doesn't care what she says, and asks her without any fear.

Alisa frowns, "Nope."

"Okay, then I'll take a bath..."

He reaches out to take off her clothes.

"No, I'm just kidding. I'm comfortable, Sam..."

Hearing this, he fills his face with a sweet smile.

Alisa freezes, and she suddenly finds that she needs to be more careful.

"Sam, I want to eat something. I'm hungry..."

"OK."

Sam obeys her unexpectedly, and hugs her to sit in front of the dining table.

A table full of dishes exuding a seductive scent, and Sam feeds her in person.

"Take it easy. Do you want to drink soup?"

He asks softly, Alisa is eating slowly as much as possible. She does not want him to bathe for her, and she is not going to be his bride.

She doesn't know how long this can last...

He is satisfied with her eating up the meal and the soup.

He hugs her to the sofa, lowers his head, and kisses gently on her forehead.

"I like the way you are."

Stand it...

Sam packs the table and stays with Alisa, "After drinking this glass of juice, I take you out to watch the stars. Do you love it?"

"Yes." Alisa has no choice. In fact, she has no choice at all.

When Sam comes out holding Alisa, it is already full of stars.

Sam spreads out the chair and lets Alisa lie flat on it.

"Are the stars beautiful here?"

Indeed, the sky is clear and the stars are particularly bright.

Alisa is silent for a while, "Sam, do you still like me?"

"Of course. I always like you."

"So what are you going to do to me?"

Sam continues to look at the dark night sky and smiles softly, "After we get married, I will give you antidote, and we can live here."

"Sam, this is not fair to me. You and Vivian have not divorced. How can you marry me?"

"We have divorced." Sam says calmly. He has already arranged all the plans.

"When?"

"I signed the divorce agreement long ago. As long as she signs it, it will take effect. She will sign it."

Alisa feels a chill for a long time, and she asks again, "So, when do you plan to get married?"

"Oh, of course, the sooner the better. How about tomorrow."

Sam's words make Alisa almost fainted.