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.

came out of Orlando‘s

 pain. Since you feel hurt, you should let

 Orlando‘s hand and entered

 time, Orlando watched her walk up to

was right. He

he was only suffering what Viola

He deserved it.

got a broom from the back garden and carefully swept the fallen

late autumn

was expressionless and pale.

on the third floor, Viola didn‘t turn on the

stood quietly behind the window and watched coldly

 Viola

 finished cleaning the yard, it was already two in

 been staying in the cold wind for hours with only a thin shirt on, he had a

 Viola woke up, she

 on makeup, Viola went downstairs and saw the tall man bustling in

 up at this time, so he would cover his mouth with his fist

her lips and did not say anything. She quietly

Viola only wearing a black velvet long-sleeve shirt and a snow–white

 trench coat from the coat rack at

are indoors. You‘re in good shape, and you look the same

 didn‘t refuse and raised her face to look

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

 ill, just take the day off. You don‘t have

 a second before answering,

the coat on Viola, Orlando pulled out the chair

 they heard several guards talking and laughing outside

 were almost healed. They were just discharged today. The newcomer, Nell, had also recoverrd except for some bruises on his

 lo come in. And the three walked in and

 and narrow waists. They were pleasant to look at except that Nell might be a little too

of soup and smiled with satisfaction. “It’s good. Everyone is back.

stood there silently and sized up the bodyguards one by

are you?” Orlando asked with a

head lowered, “Mr. Caffrey, I’m

 Bridge that day. Somehow, he found Nell‘s face

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