After her rebirth by Cici

[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.

his throat tighten and his mouth go dry. He was about to turn away when Katniss let out a

bedside, enduring the

to face, he inhaled the subtle scent of roses that clung to her, a

him prisoned a dark,

the surface. he was consumed by obsession and shadowed by a past filled with darkness and regret. His hands were stained with the marks of countless misdeeds. He

Katniss appeared, Maximilian never felt that life had any

around him, including his own parent, were

only pleasure was seeing those people expect, and then be disappointed. Katniss, besides Carlton and Samuel, was

keep Katniss by his side only

moved closer

almost touching, like

watched for a long time before closing his eyes. With Katniss's

opened her sleepy eyes. In

a moment, then closed her

for the

Wait!

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

like a cello, with a hint

released his arm from around

what had happened, she instinctively reached under the blanket, feeling her clothes intact. Thankfully, she hadn't

stay calm, Katniss queried,

posture is? If I hadn't held you, you would have fallen to the floor. Half the bed isn't enough

Maximilian had held her to prevent

her, there was no

a bit frustrated. She used to sleep

back in his wheelchair, "Stop

a moment and called out to

not going to

draft a contract and go through the formal procedures

didn't wait for Katniss to say anything else and

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