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.

these words came out of

 let go. I‘ve experienced your pain. Since you feel hurt, you should let go of me as soon as possible.

 hand and entered the villa without

 Orlando watched her walk up to the third floor and

was right. He broke

he was only suffering what Viola

He deserved it.

wasted no more time. He got a broom from the back garden and carefully swept

in late autumn was

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

the room on the third floor, Viola

 the window and watched

 few minutes, Viola looked away indifferently and went to

 yard, it was already two in

 with only a thin shirt on, he had a cold the next

 she heard

 Viola went downstairs and saw the tall man bustling in the kitchen and the steaming breakfast

 so he would cover

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

around. He saw Viola only wearing a black velvet long-sleeve shirt and a snow–white gauze dress. With hier narrow shoulders, she looked so

 the trench coat from the coat rack at

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

 refuse and raised her

 coat. He looked calm but a little unwell. His handsome face

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

 for a second before answering,

 Orlando pulled out the chair

 they heard several guards

 just discharged today. The newcomer, Nell, had

 them lo come in. And the three walked in and stood in the

 and narrow waists. They were pleasant to look at except that

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

up the bodyguards one by one. Then

Orlando asked

with his head lowered, “Mr. Caffrey, I’m a

what had happened on the Crane Bridge that day. Somehow,

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