Marriage Resumption (Valeria and Hackett)

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"It's fine. It's not very late. I just wanted to come and visit you. I was afraid you'd be too lonely alone."

Cheryl put the food container and scooped out a small bowl of soup, wanting to feed the man.

"Hackett, I've specially asked the doctor. Now that the 24-hour observation period is over, you can have some soup to replenish your strength. You haven't eaten the entire day.". She scooped a spoonful of soup, blew on it gently, and brought it to the man's mouth.

Hackett turned his head slightly and took the bowl of soup from her hand. "I'll feed myself."

Cheryl was embarrassed for a second and could only hand the soup bowl to the man.

The atmosphere in the ward was very strange. Hackett was eating plain soup without saying a word, but his mind was filled with thoughts about who was lying between Valeria and Cheryl.

He observed Cheryl in front of him. In his eyes, Cheryl had always been a weak little girl who needed protection. She liked to cry and was so fragile that a gust of wind could blow her down. Because of this, Abbot asked him to help look after his sister before he died.

Cheryl noticed that the man's gaze was a little strange. She smiled. "Why are you looking at me like that? Don't you recognize me?"

Hackett put the bowl of soup aside and wiped the corner of his mouth with a tissue.

Even though he was covered in injuries and was wearing the same hospital gown, he still had an oppressive temperament.

"Have you ever lied to me?" Hackett suddenly asked in a deep voice.

Cheryl's heart skipped a beat. For a moment, she did not know how to react. She froze for a long time.

After what seemed like an eternity, she tried to hide her panic and laughed. "Why do you say that? Why would I lie to you? I've never lied to you."

In fact, she was panicking. Why did Hackett suddenly ask this? Did he know something?

Hackett had been staring at Cheryl, observing the subtle changes in her expression. He did not want to miss any detail.

one question

truthfully." Cheryl looked calm on the surface, but she was actually

asked, "Do you still remember the celebration banquet in Conshire City four

hint of doubt flashed across Cheryl's eyes. Why did he suddenly ask this? What did he

in her. Could it be that

said, "I remember. Why? I gave my first time to you that night. How could I

I just wanted to know if

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so panicky that she could not make herself calm down. She was pondering for something to answer him. What should

a girl would joke about such a thing? And didn't you see that the

see you when I returned to my room but saw you after I sobered up. I just thought it was a little strange how you got in. I was so drunk that I couldn't have opened the door for you."

the hotel four years ago could no longer be retrieved. The truth might have been revealed if he had

Cheryl was completely flustered.

he believed her and the bloodstains on the bedsheets. He

hotel. She wanted to find an opportunity to get close to

to find an opportunity to knock on the

ill in the morning, she left the room hurriedly and did not close

walked to the door again and finally mustered up the courage to knock. However, she realized that the door was ajar. Hence, Cheryl took the opportunity to sneak in. When she saw the messy scene on the bed, the smell of alcohol, and the bright red blood, she was

the same time, an evil thought arose in her. Hackett would mistakenly think that the woman last night

was bold enough to do so. Moreover, she successfully got herself

who had been observing her, and bit her

next second, Cheryl's tears flowed down her cheeks. She pretended to be aggrieved. "Hackett, I know you don't like but don't have to humiliate me like this. No girl would joke about her first time! Are you suspecting that nothing me, you happened between us that night? Am I lying to you? Alright! If this can make you feel comfortable, then you can

around and left the ward in tears. She looked like she carried all the grievances in the world.

frowned as he watched the door

pitiful acting skills were enough to fool any man,

his head hurt even