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.

 out of Orlando‘s mouth, they sounded

 I‘ve experienced your pain. Since you feel hurt, you should let go of me as soon as possible. What I said to Jerry today is also

 open Orlando‘s hand and entered

 watched her walk up to the

right. He broke her heart

was only suffering what

He deserved it.

the back garden and carefully swept the fallen leaves off the

night in late autumn was biting

was expressionless and pale. Even though he was doing chores

 third floor, Viola

quietly behind the window

 Viola looked away indifferently and went to

 it was already two in the

 hours with only a thin shirt on, he

 she heard a cough from

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

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

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

wearing a black velvet long-sleeve shirt and a snow–white gauze dress. With hier narrow shoulders, she looked

 coat rack at the door and

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

 didn‘t refuse and raised her face to look

 was helping her put on the trench coat. He looked calm but a little unwell. His handsome face was a little pale, and his thin lips

 off. You don‘t have to force yourself

 a second

 pulled out the chair for her. Viola sat down and

 they heard several guards talking

 were just discharged today. The newcomer, Nell, had also recoverrd except for

 told them lo come in. And the three walked

 them were tall and sturdy and had long legs and narrow waists. They were pleasant

with satisfaction. “It’s good. Everyone is back. This will be a lively place in the

stood there silently and sized up the bodyguards one by one. Then he

Orlando asked with a

“Mr. Caffrey, I’m

memories of what had happened on the Crane Bridge that day. Somehow, he found Nell‘s

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