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.

came out of Orlando‘s

 hurt and disappointed countless times. That‘s why I choose to let go. I‘ve experienced your pain. Since you feel hurt, you should let go of me as soon as possible. What I said to Jerry today is also

 hand and entered the villa

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

was right. He broke

suffering

He deserved it.

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

late

only wearing a thin white shirt, and his face was expressionless and pale. Even

the third floor, Viola didn‘t

quietly behind the window

 Viola looked away indifferently

 yard, it was already

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

 up, she heard a

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

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

stood on the stairs and saw his thoughtful actions. She pursed her lips and did not say anything. She

only wearing a black velvet long-sleeve shirt and

 coat from the coat rack at the door and put it

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

 refuse and raised her

 on the trench coat. He looked calm but a little unwell. His handsome face was

 just take the day off. You don‘t have to

 paused for a second before

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

 heard several guards talking and laughing outside

 were almost healed. They were just discharged today. The newcomer,

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

 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 back. This

stood there silently and sized up the bodyguards one by one. Then he fixed his eyes on

are you?” Orlando asked with a

his head lowered, “Mr.

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

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