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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

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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.

what you just said yet. You don’t need to rush to distance yourself from me. Calling me Mr. Tate is a

warm, carrying a faint fragrance that pierced his heart, causing it to tremble uncontrollably. George, usually composed even under the threat of

struggled to find his next words, simply lying on the bed,

at him, her manner exuding charm and playfulness. “Mr. Tate, I’m

domineering and assertive, but now she herself appeared as

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with humour rather than the earlier indifference. “Kiss and run? Are you

you? That was just a notice, not a

an eyebrow, bemused by her

explain

than leave his rose alone. He frets over the well–being of the rose in his absence. He requires a sheep, but it must be equipped with a muzzle. Only then can

that mean?” George

believe you are my

thinking for a long time about her

they could never be just

When she found out that George was gravely injured

her emotions, she was ready to act. Life is too brief to waste

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

to her, but forgetting his severe injury, he doubled over in pain, holding

was concerned and softly tapped his back, asking, “Are you alright? Do you

echoed, “What’s going on? Leave immediately! I suspected your malicious intent all along, daring to scheme right in front of me. You’re really seeking for

stood Danny,

to

Milly away, inadvertently grazing her previously injured hand, causing

alright, she remarked, “I’ll go