q“Rest now,” instructed Danrique matter-of-factly. Lying beside her and propping his head with his arm, he gazed at her gently.

“When I fell sick, you climbed into my bed and kept me company just like this...”

“I simply wanted to get my necklace back.” Francesca stared at him warily. “Did you misunderstand anything?”

“No...” Danrique moved closer to her. “You even kissed me.”

“I...”

Before Francesca could say anything, Danrique's cold lips touched on her forehead.

His gentle kisses landed on her brows, eyes, cheeks and finally, her lips.

Francesca was stunned. Her heart started pounding rapidly as her mind turned blank. For some reason, she did not have the urge to push him away.

Is it because I'm injured and can't move my arm?

“See, you still like me.”

the book said—if a girl did not refuse a guy's intimate acts, it

body was

“Danrique... Mmm...”

her lips. His passionate

quickly and her body tensed. Widening her eyes,

she wanted to push him away but could not move at

arms was pinned beneath his body, while a needle was stuck to her other arm. It was so numb with pain that she could only place it over his shoulder. She could not exert any

Danrique, her actions were simply in sync with him. It meant that she liked him and could not control her actions—her true feelings

surged through his body as he

already trying his best to control himself but he still

“Ah...”

was in such pain that she trembled uncontrollably. Her tears were almost streaming down

her go and moved aside. He called for the doctor

stopped him. “It's just the

her to bleed. He

taking out the needle and treating the wound, the nurse

sleep on the bed anymore. He

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