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

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

 forced open Orlando‘s hand

 time, Orlando watched her walk up to the third

right. He broke

suffering what Viola had

He deserved it.

more time. He got a broom from the back garden and

late autumn

 white shirt, and his face was expressionless and pale. Even though he was doing chores with a wooden broom, Orlando still looked

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

stood quietly behind the window

 minutes, Viola looked away indifferently

 yard, it

 cold wind for hours with only a thin shirt on,

 moment Viola woke up, she heard

 saw the tall man bustling

 up at this time, so he

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

 footsteps and turned around. He saw Viola only wearing a black velvet long-sleeve shirt and a snow–white gauze

 hurriedly took the trench coat from the coat rack at the

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

 and raised her face

 put on the trench coat. He looked calm but a little unwell.

 You don‘t have

 paused for a

coat on Viola, Orlando pulled out the chair for her. Viola sat down and

 several guards talking and laughing outside

 knife wounds on Jimity and Tyler were almost healed. They were just discharged today. The newcomer, Nell, had also recoverrd except for some bruises

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

 sturdy and had long legs and narrow waists. They were pleasant to look

smiled with satisfaction. “It’s good. Everyone is back. This will be

one

Orlando asked with a

with his head lowered, “Mr.

 Bridge that day. Somehow, he found Nell‘s

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