Chapter 330 Snow Makes Me Miss Her More 

Ormand ignored Russell’s complaints and continued, “Is there snow on the ground?” 

Russell’s anger was ignored. Russell was full of anger and impatiently glanced at the garden full of snow. 

“It just started tonight. There was no thick snow, but there was a lot of snow on the leaves. They were white.” 

Ormand listened quietly as he pictured the scene in his mind. “Does it look good?” Ormand asked with a rare smile. 

In the garden, the dim yellow street lights lit up the falling snow in the sky. It was quite beautiful. 

Russell was not in the mood to enjoy the snow. He dozed off and only wanted to crawl back into his bed and continue sleeping. 

Ormand, on the other hand, seemed to be in high spirits as he opened his palm to receive the snowflakes outside the balcony. “Could it be that it’s also snowing in Portugal? Will Viola be watching the snow like me?” 

It turned out that Russell was missing Viola again. Russell was slightly moved and sighed softly, not saying anything. 

“We are looking at the same sky. Can she feel that I am missing her? I really miss … her so much…” 

His voice was so low that it couldn’t be heard. His voice was weak to the bones, and it was unknown how long he had been staying in the cold wind. 

However, as Ormand spoke of his thoughts, his empty black eyes seemed to glow like stars. 

Russell, who was watching from the side, was moved. His tone 

softened. 

“Although it’s the same sky, it should be daytime in Portugal 

now. If she knew that you came out in the middle of the night 

to torture yourself, she would definitely be very distressed. 

What you should do now is cooperate with the treatment, take 

care of your body, and wait for her to return. 

“Let me help you go back to the room. I’ll make some soup to 

warm you up. If you catch a cold tomorrow, Bentley and I will be busy again. Viola will also be worried.” 

the snow on

she won’t marry

lost for words.

order to calm Ormand down, Russell

Todd is with her.

words, Ormand

risk his life to protect

hoped that both of them could come back

back to the

held Ormand’s arm and took him back to the room, turned on the heater,

outskirts of Lisbon,

noon, the cook came to deliver food. Because she couldn’t get

of the afternoon, the temperature

courtyard in half an hour. It was a

high and the ground

gazing at the pure white snow. She

He closed the window and said, “It’s much colder here than

did not refuse and put on

had to take care of her body

Todd asked softly, “Are you

photo and share it with him when I get back. But

sorry

disappointed expression and felt sadder.

suddenly became very low,

the words reached his mouth,

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in the living room was finally

withdrew

devices on the table. Seemingly understanding, Todd put them all back to their original positions. Then he

locked the

door became more and

was a little anxious.

the door

in an expensive coat. His face no longer had the marks left after he was tortured by prison life. It returned to its former exquisite

His deep blue

into a smile. He was gentle

than a woman.

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