Chapter 17 I Need Your Cherishing

Viola had known him for a long time. Although Orlando had acted hurt several times before, this was the first time Viola had seen him cry so sadly.

Was he really hurt?

Viola sighed helplessly, and her tone softened a little. “We agreed it was only an act, You took it seriously?”

Orlando didn‘t reply. He lowered his eyes, and he looked fragile.

Yes, he took it seriously. And he took her seriously.

But in the end, reality slapped him in the face and broke his heart.

Viola had nothing to say. She must always keep hier head clear so she wouldu‘t make wrong decisions.

A show was only a show. The fake would remain lake. She never confused the real with the fake.

Besides, was Orlando trying to make her comfort him?

Impossible.

Moreover, she didn‘t know how to comfort people.

Viola turned and left after she coldly said, “Hurry up and clean. I‘m going to sleep.”

However, right after Viola took one step forward, her wrist was grabbed by Orlando from behind.

With exhaustion on her face, Viola said, “Let go of me. I‘m tired. I want to sleep.”

Orlando did not move. He looked at Viola with red puppy eyes.

“Viola… Could you please give me some love and care occasionally… My heart hurts.”

Orlando said in a trembling and pleading voice. He swallowed and gripped Viola‘s wrist tightly.

Viola stiffened, and she stood still.

Would it hurt?

The answer was positive.

words came out of Orlando‘s mouth, they

 disappointed countless times. That‘s why I choose to let go. I‘ve experienced your pain. Since you feel

 Viola forced open Orlando‘s hand

 close the door this time, Orlando watched her walk up to the third floor and finally disappear around

right. He

suffering what Viola

He deserved it.

He got a broom from the back

night in late autumn was

wearing a thin white shirt, and his face was expressionless and pale. Even though he was doing chores with

 third floor, Viola didn‘t

quietly behind the window and

watching for a few minutes, Viola

 yard, it was

 wind for hours with only a thin shirt on, he had

 she

 makeup, Viola went downstairs and saw the tall man

 Vjola usually woke up at this time, so he would cover his mouth with his fist before

stairs and saw his thoughtful actions. She pursed her lips and did not say anything. She

and turned around. He saw Viola only wearing a black velvet long-sleeve

 coat rack at

warm even when you are indoors. You‘re in good shape, and you look the same pretty

 and raised her face to

 was helping her put on the trench coat. He looked calm but a little unwell. His handsome face was a

 day off. You don‘t have to force

 paused for a

the coat on Viola, Orlando pulled out the chair

 they heard several guards talking

 were almost healed. They were just discharged today. The newcomer, Nell, had also recoverrd

in. And the three walked in and stood in the living

 of them were tall and sturdy and had long legs and narrow waists.

of soup and smiled with satisfaction. “It’s good. Everyone is back. This will be a

sized up the bodyguards one by one. Then he fixed his eyes

you?” Orlando asked

head lowered, “Mr. Caffrey, I’m a new bodyguard.

 the Crane Bridge that day. Somehow,

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