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

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

 Orlando‘s hand and entered the

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

was right. He broke her

was only suffering what

He deserved it.

a broom from the back garden and carefully swept the

in late autumn

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

on the third floor, Viola

 window

 Viola looked away indifferently and went to

 finished cleaning the yard, it

 with only a thin shirt on, he had a cold

 Viola woke up, she heard

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

 time, so he would

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

saw Viola only wearing a black velvet long-sleeve shirt and a snow–white gauze

 hurriedly took the trench coat from the coat

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

 and raised her face to look at

 little unwell. His handsome face was

 you‘re ill, just take the day off. You don‘t have to force yourself to go

 paused for a second before answering,

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

through the breakfast, they heard several

 and Tyler were almost healed. They were just discharged today. The newcomer, Nell, had also recoverrd

 the three walked in and stood

 were tall and sturdy and had long legs and narrow waists. They were pleasant to look at except that Nell might be a little

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

one by one. Then he fixed

you?” Orlando

with his head lowered, “Mr.

 Crane Bridge that day.

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