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

 to let go. I‘ve experienced your pain. Since you feel hurt, you should let go of

 that, Viola forced open Orlando‘s hand and

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

right. He broke

was only suffering what Viola had

He deserved it.

a broom from the back garden and carefully swept the fallen leaves off

in late autumn was

 shirt, and his face was expressionless and pale. Even though he was

 third floor, Viola didn‘t turn

 window and watched coldly

 few minutes, Viola looked away indifferently and went to

 it was already

 hours with only a thin shirt on, he had a cold

 moment Viola woke up, she heard a cough from

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

 so

on the stairs and saw his thoughtful actions. She pursed her lips and

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

 hurriedly took the trench coat from the coat rack at the

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

 raised her face

 looked calm but a little unwell. His handsome

 day off. You don‘t have to force yourself to

 paused for a second before answering,

 Orlando pulled out the chair for her. Viola

 breakfast, they heard several guards talking and

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

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

 them were tall and sturdy and had long legs and narrow waists. They were pleasant to look at except that Nell might be a

sip of soup and smiled 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 fixed

you?” Orlando asked with

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

 the Crane Bridge that day. Somehow, he found Nell‘s face familiar, so

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