Chapter 1595:

With Jacob’s fiery temper, Lawrence could easily picture him tearing him apart—and then patching him up afterward.

“He’s in the room on the third floor, far right,” Kristian said, leaving the decision to Lawrence. “Think it through.”

“Hold on,” Lawrence called out, his mind made up.

Kristian stopped and turned back.

Lawrence peeled off the bandages and slid out of bed. “Thanks for helping me out.”

“NO problem—just pay the bill,” Kristian replied with a shrug as he walked away.

Lawrence didn’t say another word.

At midnight, he slipped into his clothes and went to find Jacob.

Lawrence’s condition to

tapped on

up. “Come in,” he said,

eased the door open, a playful grin on his face. But seeing Jacob so focused, his prepared words caught

still absorbed in his


The room stayed quiet.

the papers Jacob was studying, guilt hit him like

started, his

“Jacob,” Lawrence said softly.

second, he thought he was imagining things. He swore he’d just heard

first on

there, nervous as

his mind blanked for a moment. His first thought was that he was seeing things from

pulling a chair close and sitting down. He grabbed Jacob’s hands, fearing that he might get punched. “I just wanted you

to stone. The hands holding his were warm,

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