Unfinished Business with You novel

Chapter 833

Jewel was too shocked for words. The truth was beyond her wildest imagination.

Of course, she sensed that he was taking one step after another to get closer to her. She would be lying to say that she felt nothing for him, but her rational mind held her back, keeping her from having high hopes. She knew her place as a person without identification; an assassin targeted by others and courting death in each second. She was a mute who could not even take good care of herself.

Indeed, she was unqualified to associate with him in any way.

Still, it was impossible to control one's budding feelings. The moment he shielded her fearlessly, she had subconsciously given him the green light to approach and protect her. She even enjoyed his gentle care. But Alex's mom was right. I am not a good match for him.

Reminded by this fact, she snapped back into reality and instantly shoved him away. Since her sore throat was killing her, she communicated with sign language again. Why do you still want to be with me? Do you want a repeat of the same tragedy?

attempt to hug her, but she

let out a helpless sigh. "There won't be a repeat. I promise you that I will protect you to the best of my ability. You won't be subjected to humiliation again. Yesterday, I talked with my mom and made it clear that I only have feelings

step backward. Do you think we can shoulder

stance to her. My mom loves me a lot, so she will eventually accept our relationship. It's a matter of time before she discovers your good qualities. Jewel, I beg of you. Don't turn me down again. I know you're slowly accepting me. It took me so

good enough for you. Understandably, she does not approve of me. You are only putting her in a difficult position if you force her

were gone, my mom forced me to attend a lot of blind dates, but I never allowed any of them to bear fruit. Every time

breath and continued in a miserable tone, "Jean, if I had known that you would come back to me, I wouldn't have fooled around and embarrassed myself. I'm sorry for not being a man good enough for you, but trust me, when I met you again, I cut contact with all

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