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 Orlando‘s mouth,

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

 open Orlando‘s hand and entered

 the door this time, Orlando watched her walk up

He broke

he was only suffering

He deserved it.

He got a broom from the back garden and carefully

night in late autumn was

was expressionless and pale. Even though he was

 floor, Viola didn‘t

stood quietly behind the window and

for a few minutes, Viola looked

 yard, it was already two in

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

 up, she heard a cough from

 went downstairs and saw the tall man bustling in the kitchen and the

 this time, so he would cover his mouth with his fist before he

 thoughtful actions. She pursed her lips and

long-sleeve shirt and

 took the trench coat from the coat rack at the door

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

 didn‘t refuse and raised her face to look

 He looked calm but a little unwell. His handsome

 just take the day off. You don‘t

 paused for a second before answering,

the chair

through the breakfast, they heard several guards talking

 just discharged today.

 And the three walked in and

 them were tall and sturdy and had long legs and narrow waists. They were pleasant to look at except

took a sip of soup and smiled with satisfaction. “It’s good. Everyone is

one by one. Then he fixed his eyes on

are you?” Orlando

head lowered, “Mr. Caffrey, I’m

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

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