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

eyes tightly shut, tears wetting

her voice

bringing his ear closer.

please let my child

“Please… Uriah…”

Uriah, was it this person who hurt

Imperial Grand View.

villa area.

lights were on, adding a touch of

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

cooked these dishes, taste them.”

raised an

not believing her.

hair, seductive and captivating. “What’s wrong? Do

a brightly coloured piece of ribs into his mouth, and ate

asked, “How is

looked at him expectantly.

she found the taste good herself, he had a picky palate, and she didn’t know if it suited his

wiped his mouth with a tissue and looked at her.

to say it’s good, if you were to say that

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

in the depths of his eyes. “No need.”

To Love

“Why?”

“It’s dangerous.”

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with a smile. “For you, even if my hands get injured, what does

She was willing.

and the atmosphere was pleasant.

alcohol. She sat on his lap, embracing him.

her hand. “Bella, you’re drunk.”

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