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.

when these words came out of Orlando‘s

 I‘ve been hurt and disappointed countless times. That‘s why I choose to let go. I‘ve experienced your pain. Since you feel

 forced open Orlando‘s hand and

 did not close the door this time, Orlando watched her walk up to

was right. He broke her

only suffering what Viola had

He deserved it.

got a broom from the back

in late autumn was biting

was expressionless and pale.

on the third floor, Viola didn‘t turn

quietly behind the window and

a few minutes, Viola looked

 yard, it was already

 he had been staying in the cold wind for hours with only a thin shirt on, he had a cold

 woke up, she heard a

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

 that Vjola usually woke up at this time, so he would cover his mouth with

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

 coat rack at the door and put it on

You‘re in good shape, and you look the same pretty with more clothes

 didn‘t refuse and raised her face to look

 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 had

 the day off. You

 a second before answering,

 out the chair for her. Viola sat

 breakfast, they heard several guards talking and

 Jimity and Tyler were almost healed. They were just discharged

 three

 and narrow waists. They were pleasant to look at except that Nell might be a little too

satisfaction. “It’s good.

there silently and sized up the bodyguards one by

are you?” Orlando asked

his head lowered, “Mr. Caffrey,

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

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