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

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

 forced open Orlando‘s hand and entered

 close the door this time, Orlando watched her walk up to the third

He broke

was only suffering what

He deserved it.

the

in late autumn was biting

pale. Even though he was doing chores with a

on the third floor, Viola

 window and watched coldly and

 Viola

 Orlando finished cleaning the yard, it was already two in

 had been staying in the cold wind for hours with only

 up, she heard a

 saw the tall man bustling in the kitchen

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

her lips and did not say anything.

Viola only wearing a black velvet long-sleeve shirt and a snow–white gauze dress. With hier narrow shoulders,

 from the coat rack at the door and put it on

 yourself warm even when you are indoors. You‘re in good shape, and you look the same pretty

 refuse and raised her

 was helping her put on the trench coat. He looked calm but a little unwell. His handsome face was a little pale, and his thin

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

 for a

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

through the breakfast, they heard several guards talking and laughing

 just discharged

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

 and narrow waists. They were pleasant to look at except that Nell might

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

up the bodyguards one by one. Then he fixed his eyes

Orlando asked with a

“Mr. Caffrey, I’m

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

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