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Chapter 309 Mr Tate, I’m Going to Pursue You

At that instant, Milly broke into a sudden smile, yet her eyes grew increasingly reddened, brimming with

SOLTOW

George stayed mute, lying calmly on the bed, watching her intently, as though anticipating her next words.

She paused to inhale deeply before continuing. “I’m feeling somewhat perplexed about your feelings towards me. You once expressed liking me, then later claimed you didn’t.

“Remember when you left last time? I mentioned that, we should talk about the bracelet and where we stand when we next meet. But now, with your memory loss, you don’t recall any of it. I’m considering whether it’s right to give you back your freedom at this point, since forgetting seems to be your answer already. It feels wrong to exploit your vulnerability.

“So, George, what are your thoughts?”

Milly tilted her head and smiled at George, who sat at the edge of the bed, waiting for his reply.

George also looked at her, his eyes remaining icy and indifferent, like ice, cold and merciless, causing a chill and fear.

Granting freedom…

Those words expressed her intentions clearly. Once intertwined in the crowd, now parted, returning to the wide world, no longer consumed with thoughts of each other day and night. I made a vow for you and now I grant you freedom–to roam with the wind, the waves, and the sky, but not with me.

George stared at her, trying to penetrate her soul. His eyes were now deeper and more enigmatic than ever, emanating an incomprehensible darkness that caused a chill down her spine.

Just as he prepared to speak, he noticed Milly standing before he rose and looking down at him in the hospital bed. “Since Mr. Tate seems reluctant to respond, may I speak on your behalf?”

Mr. Tate…

George’s lips tightened slightly. She called me Mr. Tate? It was indeed a distant address, and it made him feel uncomfortable.

You don’t need to rush to distance yourself from me. Calling me Mr. Tate

a faint fragrance that pierced his heart, causing it to tremble uncontrollably. George, usually composed even under the threat of a gun to his head, now widened his eyes,

words, simply

him, her manner exuding charm and playfulness. “Mr. Tate,

ago, she criticised others for being domineering and assertive, but now she herself appeared as arrogant

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eyes now filled with humour rather than the earlier indifference. “Kiss and run? Are you a

replying boldly, “Didn’t I say I was pursuing you?

arched an eyebrow, bemused

you explain why

it is written that the Little Prince cannot endure solitude and longs for the rose on Earth. He’d rather face physical destruction than leave

that mean?”

you are

she had been thinking for a long time about her feelings for George. Was

they

lie. When she found out that George was

to be melodramatic or hesitant. Once she recognised her emotions, she was ready

her words, a spark of happiness gleaming in his eyes, and a slow smile forming on

to speak to her, but forgetting his severe injury, he doubled over in pain, holding his chest and coughing until

you alright? Do you require water? I’ll fetch some for

Leave immediately! I

Scarface stood

managed to make his

away, inadvertently grazing her previously injured hand, causing her to

was alright, she remarked, “I’ll go now. I’ll return