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

 pain. Since you feel hurt, you should let go of me as soon as possible. What I

 Orlando‘s hand and entered the villa without

 her walk up

was right. He broke

he was only suffering what

He deserved it.

the back garden and carefully swept the fallen

in late autumn was biting

was expressionless and pale. Even though he was doing chores with a wooden broom,

the third floor, Viola didn‘t turn

quietly behind the window

 minutes, Viola

 it was

 cold wind for hours with only a thin shirt on,

 woke up, she heard a cough

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

 knew that Vjola usually woke up at this time, so he

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

 footsteps and turned around. He saw Viola only wearing a black velvet long-sleeve shirt and a snow–white gauze dress. With hier narrow shoulders, she looked so

 hurriedly took the trench coat from the coat rack at

 getting cold. Keep yourself warm even when you are indoors. You‘re in good shape, and you look the same pretty with more clothes

 didn‘t refuse and raised her face

 but a little unwell. His handsome face was a

 off. You don‘t have to force yourself

 paused for a second before

 Orlando pulled out the chair for her. Viola

 several guards talking and laughing outside the

 wounds on Jimity and Tyler were almost healed. They were just discharged today. The newcomer,

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

legs and narrow waists. They were pleasant

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

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

you?” Orlando asked

with his head lowered, “Mr. Caffrey, I’m

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

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