This nightdress was the newest out of all her clothes and he had a deep impression of it.

The dress was also put in a separate bag.

When she wore this red nightdress, she looked sensual and attractive. But, when Frederick looked at it at this moment, he felt thorns pricking in his heart.

This wasn't a gift from that man, was it?

Was there something wrong with her? Why didn't she pack the rest of the clothes? Was she leaving them for him?

Would it hurt to leech off of him? Why pack that one pathetic nightdress?

He walked to the first aid kit, took out the scissors, and started cutting up the butterfly until it was in pieces. He then threw the nightdress into the trash can, which made him feel better. Throwing all her clothes away, he returned her books and trinkets back to their original places. However, his expression got gloomier by the minute.

"What is wrong with her? She even took the one-dollar pen holder? How stingy! What is this?"

He found something like a half- used eraser and threw it into the trash can as well.

"She's really something! Was she a recycling station? She really packed all kinds of useless stuff!"

Putting a Japanese doll back on the shelf, he noticed a small note on the ornament. The writing was neat and rather adorable.

"Cheer up! XX!"

What did 'XX' mean?

He glanced and could not help but smile as he stroked the doll's hair. She really was like a young girl!

Turning around, he arranged the last of her belongings and put her suitcase back in the corner of the closet. He was satisfied as he looked at the familiar settings of the room.

After washing his hands, he walked over to the bed with the porridge in hand. Why was she still sleeping?

He kept walking back and forth but she had no reaction at all!

She was still curled up as she slept, her brows furrowing, her hands grasping tightly at a corner of the blanket. She looked pitiful and this sight deeply ached his heart. Sitting down, he reached out and caressed her sprawled hair.

She must have been extremely terrified the night before. She was still tensed up until this moment!

girl! Was it so difficult to

the whole afternoon. He wanted to get

"Ally?"

"Hiss!"

came again and Alicia curled

his hand and paused. Why was she

proceeded to check the temperature of her forehead. Oh, no,

up, don't sleep, wake up—" He brought a thermometer over and put

you have a fever! Wake up,

that she would

wicked, ugly faces of men flashed across her mind. She unconsciously clawed her hands as she was trying to

thermometer. It was higher than thirty-nine

not wake her up?

phone, he

the drip and cleaning her wounds, Carson

have been frightened and caught a cold. I guess she didn't get much rest either and she overexerted herself! She's just

her fever has subsided by tomorrow morning, I'll come over to give her a shot.

"Okay!"

then did Frederick tear his gaze off of her. He tucked her in nicely and said,

door, he

for life! Chet went hard on him too, he agitated the man with few words, so much that they caused his wound to reopen. He had another surgery that afternoon... I don't know if he would have to give up on

that person ever again. Don't let

it enough that he had ended up that way? Did Frederick mean that

Wasn't it too cruel?

are you sincere about Alicia?" This time, he had really done a lot for her;

but he did

about Danica?" Weren't the two of them hitting it off

truly admired her. She had already been beaten up

is

What did that mean?

not understand. "Frederick, you'll slip up sooner or later if you

to be Frederick's style anyway! Would Danica agree to this? Alicia did not look like someone who would share

back to kindergarten! Is your wife just an accessory?" Carson's ability to understand things was terrible! Giving him a look of disdain, Frederick then went

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255