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“All right. Facts are facts. It's useless even if you refuse to admit it.” Without giving Francesca a chance to speak, Danrique concluded, “I won't touch you tonight. Just sleep.”

Francesca was speechless. He's so narcissistic!

Danrique stood up again and moved closer.

“What do you want to do now?” Francesca immediately became nervous.

Without saying anything, Danrique tucked her in and flicked away the hair on her forehead. Then, he sat on the sofa and gazed at her gently, propping his chin with his hand. “Sleep!”

“Aren't you leaving?” For some reason, Francesca felt nervous.

“I'll keep you company here.” Danrique leaned against the sofa lazily and placed his feet on the hospital bed. Patting her shoulder with a foot, he repeated, “Sleep!”

“What are you doing?”

Francesca turned her head and stared at his foot in shock.

his foot isn't smelly and in fact, looks quite nice,

matter-of-factly. “If I pat you, you'll fall asleep

your foot?” Francesca stared

her, Danrique closed his

man is so odd! Everything he does is different from a normal

bothered to argue anymore. She was exhausted and

her stomach gently, she thought about Norah's oatmeal and glanced at the clock on the wall.

Turning around and looking at Danrique,

her to take the vow on the hill, she was filled with hatred and wished for nothing more than to strangle

at the hospital, she heard what Sean said to him. Even though he was so busy, he cast everything aside and kept her company. He even got Helen over from M

Although he was bad at everything else, she could tell how nervous and concerned he was from his

she said that she felt nothing at all. In fact, she realized that she was not

and kissed her, she did not find that disgusting. Instead, she would feel nervous, shy,

dated before, she did not know if

so anxious to leave like

Francesca was startled. No! This can't do! I'm determined to leave! Don't be