His Domineering Lover

Chapter 295: Chapter 295: Who Lost First Chapter 295: Chapter 295: Who Lost First If the pain must exist, then let it be even more profound. If Cherish Turner truly must hate him, then may she hate him even more. Only by confronting death can one have a chance to live again.

After sitting by the bed for a while, William Griffith left. On leaving, he instructed Mother Goodman to take good care of her and not to mention that he had kept watch over her by her bedside.

Mother Goodman did not understand Mr. Griffith’s thoughts. It was clear that he couldn’t let go, that he was reluctant, so why persist in being so stubborn?

William Griffith didn’t say a word, he just left quietly. Mother Goodman watched his lonely figure depart and sighed.

By the time Cherish Turner woke up, examining her surroundings with emotionless eyes, all she saw was Mother Goodman. Her gaze instantly filled with disappointment.

“Where’s William Griffith? Is he not here?”

Mother Goodman hesitated but ultimately replied as Mr. Griffith had instructed, “Mr. Griffith said he was busy at work and couldn’t make it, but he did say that I should take good care of you, Miss.”

floor, Mother Goodman cared for Cherish Turner in the same manner she cared for her own daughter after childbirth, hoping she would eat something

like this, your health will be

eat something,

Turner, can you say

“…”

She was as silent

angry, he didn’t want to revisit the past, his attitude was obvious. She knew there were times she shouldn’t contradict his wishes, but she was a human,

in a relatively thin nightgown, glancing at the intravenous drip still hanging

stop her, but reconsidered. Let the Mistress

donned a thin jacket, sitting alone in front of the floor-to-ceiling window

neatly arranged, falling over her shoulders and against her chest. The arrival of spring had brought the warm sunlight that filtered through the window into the room, it was slightly dazzling after

her hand, blocking a bit of the sunlight. Her gaze was calm