[What do you mean by sending these?]

Oliver clutched his phone, his brows slightly furrowed, unable to conceal his anxiety as he waited for a reply.

After a while, the phone vibrated again: [Oliver, don't be mad. I just don't know how to deal with these wounds. I'm scared. I can't ask anyone else, so I had to come to you.] Oliver's tense heart relaxed a bit, his eyes flickered-had he misunderstood?

He had thought too ill of her.

He exhaled lightly, [Go to the pharmacy and buy some ointment for external injuries.]

[But I'm alone, and still scared. Could you buy it and bring it to me?]

Oliver stared at the message, still unsure of her words. Was this a genuine plea for help or something more manipulative?

Another message appeared on the screen: [Forget it, I don't want to trouble you. I know it's my fault. Let's just consider this a misunderstanding. I won't appear in front of you again.]

Oliver hesitated for a moment, then suddenly Laura's fragile and broken image appeared in his mind. His heart softened, and he finally replied: [I'll bring the medicine tomorrow afternoon.]

Having slept with his friend's daughter and misunderstood her intentions as blackmail, Oliver felt guilty.

If it had been any other woman, Oliver would have settled it with money long ago. [Thank you, I knew you were a good person.]

Oliver's gaze lingered on the words "good person" for a few seconds before he quickly deleted their conversation, including the two photos.

The night deepened.

In Golden Crest Estates, the last light was turned off by Mira, who then wrapped herself

in a coat and returned to the servant's quarters to rest.

In the second-floor study, Maximilian finished his paperwork. Katniss's expression of denial about their relationship surfaced in his mind, causing a wave of irritation.

After a moment of stillness, Maximilian let out a subtle sign and wheeled himself out of the room.

Katniss lay on her side in bed, a small wall lamp with warm yellow light glowed her face, making her appear serene and soft.

Still in the bloom of youth, Katniss didn't sleep very soundly. The blanket had slipped to her waist, and two buttons of her nightgown were undone, revealing a tantalizing glimpse of delicate skin and a hint of cleavage.

dry. He was about to turn away when Katniss let out

He wheeled himself to the bedside, enduring the pain from his bones, and lay down

inhaled the subtle scent of roses that clung to her, a faint fragrance

him prisoned a dark, bloodthirsty

filled with darkness and regret. His hands were stained

Katniss appeared, Maximilian never felt that life had any

him, including his

then be disappointed. Katniss, besides Carlton and Samuel,

to keep Katniss by his side only grew stronger. Maximilian didn't know how long he could

impulses, moved closer

touching, like

his eyes. With Katniss's accompaniment, falling asleep was no longer

her sleepy eyes. In front of her, a

stunned for a moment, then closed her eyes again. Oh, a

adventure continues. Join us for the complete experience all

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time meeting a pair of calm eyes. The air was silent for a moment before Maximilian spoke first,

a cello, with a hint of

his arm from around her. Katniss,

reached under the blanket, feeling her clothes intact. Thankfully, she hadn't done anything

stay calm, Katniss queried,

know how bad your sleeping posture is? If I hadn't held you, you would have fallen to the floor. Half the bed isn't enough for you? Do you want me to sleep on the couch, or do you want me

had held her to prevent her from falling to the

her, there

blinked, feeling a bit frustrated. She used

his wheelchair, "Stop dawdling, it's time for class. After breakfast, I'll

moment and

to school

I'll have the lawyer draft a contract and

to say anything else and went

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free. The next chapter is eagerly waiting

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