Let Love Takes Away All This Pain

Chapter 31 I Demand You To Love Me

Alva grabbed the front of his shirt, rubbed her face against his chest, and then buried herself in his arms.

Jackson looked down at her. Under the light, her skin was porcelain-like, smooth and tender. Her face was flushed, with long curled eyelashes. She was so well-behaved, softening his heart like a puddle of mud.

But he could only smile bitterly.

She trusted him so much that he didn’t dare to do anything to

her.

She was his angel, and he couldn’t hurt his angel.

He carried Alva to the bed, covered her with a blanket, and

went to the bathroom.

Not long after, he came out with hot water and a towel, wiping her face, hands, and feet, taking care of her like a child.

Alva didn’t move at all; she was sleeping deeply.

Jackson felt helpless.

In the future, he must never let her drink with someone else.

Otherwise, she might be taken advantage of without even knowing it.

After tucking Alva in and watching her for a while, he stood

up and left.

Instead of lying on his side, Jackson took a glass of wine and stood at the railing outside, looking at the closed bedroom door, taking occasional sips.

On such a night, it was impossible not to feel moved, but he could control himself.

After an unknown amount of time, faint sounds came from the bedroom. Jackson paused and immediately opened the door and went in.

He rushed in and quickly stopped.

crying, her eyes tightly shut, tears wetting her face, it

her voice barely audible.

bringing his ear

let my child

“Please… Uriah…”

straightened his body. Uriah, was it this person who

Imperial Grand View.

famous villa

inside a modern European-style building, warm lights were on, adding a touch of warmth to

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table, hands propped up, intertwined, looking at the person sitting across from

these dishes,

an eyebrow.

believing

captivating. “What’s wrong? Do you dislike the dishes

up the cutleries, and took a brightly coloured piece of ribs into his mouth, and

asked, “How

at

the taste good herself, he had a picky

his mouth with a tissue and looked at her.

I really wanted you to say it’s good, if you were to say that after my first attempt

her glass. “I’ll make sure your future reply will be ‘good””

of darkness in the depths of his eyes.

To Love Me

“Why?”

“It’s dangerous.”

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if my hands get injured, what does it

She was willing.

and the atmosphere was pleasant.

of alcohol. She sat on

hand.