Chapter 1347 - 1386: Sleeping Hand in Hand

"It’s like feeling that I’m incomplete, like I’m missing something, and I really want to find it, really want to fill this emptiness," Kyle Kinston said. "Usually, this feeling is just faintly there, but whenever it’s a Full Moon, it becomes particularly intense. However, it was only after I met my father that I learned this feeling was because I hadn’t found my soulmate."

It was then that he truly understood the Blood Curse of the Kinston Family and the matters of the soulmate.

Her almond eyes met those deep dark phoenix eyes, and in her ear, it was still his voice, "A soulmate is heaven’s redemption for the Kinston Family. But rather than saying the people of the Kinston Family are destined to fall in love with their soulmate, I think maybe, invisibly, it’s because the people of the Kinston Family will fall in love with this person, thus this person becomes their soulmate."

After he fell in love with her, he truly experienced what "love" meant, and he believed that even if she were not his soulmate, he would still love her.

Mabel Quinn just felt her heartbeat accelerating, and in her mind, flashed the words said by Alice during their phone call earlier...

And at this moment, a clear realization formed in her mind—the man loves her, not because his love isn’t deep enough, but because it’s too deep.

"Like this... holding hands like this, you really don’t feel any pain?" she asked, her mouth dry and trying to change the subject, feeling that even her speech seemed to become a bit stammering.

Now, he seems to be able to affect her more and more, and she seems to be slowly reverting to how she was six years ago.

"No," Kyle Kinston said with a light laugh, "but if you let go now, then it would hurt."

She bit her lip slightly, was this a joke? He knew very well that she wouldn’t let go now.

In the past, there were times when they held hands and spent a night together, but now, it’s the first time since she knew about the soulmate and the Blood Curse, and her feelings are completely different from before.

Time was passing slowly, and Mabel Quinn began to feel sleepy, yawning, she looked at their clasped hands and suddenly thought of a problem... now, should they sleep?

But if they were to sleep, how would they manage with their hands clasped together? Should they sleep on the same bed? Or on the sofa together?

Thinking of this, she couldn’t help but wrinkle her delicate brows.

"Sleepy?" his voice sounded in her ear.

"Mm, a little," she said, still troubled by the question of how to sleep.

"Then you should go to bed first," he said.

"But..." her gaze drifted to their clasped hands, implying her concern.

He said, "I can sit by the bedside."

"You’re not sleeping?" she was surprised.

He slightly raised an eyebrow, "So, you want me to sleep beside you?"

"..." Her face suddenly turned red, fine, let him sit by the bed.

Mabel Quinn slowly climbed into bed, pulling the quilt over herself, while Kyle Kinston helped tuck the quilt corner for her. But throughout, their left and right hands remained clasped together.

"Well... good night," she said shyly.

He smiled slightly, "Good night." As he finished speaking, he turned off the bedside lamp.

The room instantly plunged into darkness, she couldn’t see him anymore, only feel his hand.