There was indeed no hope.
Lying on the sofa, Nox heard their conversation loud and clear. He was actually prepared to lose Shelly, but he was still hopeful because he loved her too much.
Nox suddenly sat up from the sofa, and the other four people just looked at him, watching his abnormal behavior.
He said, "I'm going back."
"Are you finally ready to go back?" Monica asked.
"I'm getting married tomorrow. If I don't go back now, I won't be able to attend the wedding." Nox burped.
Even Monica thought the current Nox was a little pitiful. It was clearly not the wedding he wanted, but he still had to force himself to go through it, mainly to let go of Shelly and himself.
Just as Nox stood up from the sofa, he lost his balance.
Edward supported him. "Are you sure you want to go back?"
"Yes." Nox nodded.
Every time he was with Edward, he was as obedient as a little lamb.
