The rain that hit him was cold, and caught in the wind, it was as cold as a whip.
He had been standing on the deck for an hour.
It had been many years since he had listened so patiently to someone speaking so many words. Although he was angry, he still listened to Ye Xiong finish everything.
Every word was like a needle, piercing his heart.
He had no reason to refute.
In fact, it's not that he hasn't thought about those consequences, it's just that his persistent nostalgia makes him unwilling to think about them.
He wanted to have her, even for one more day.
Ye Xiong is right. If he continues to force her to stay, it will cause an uproar and everyone will not be at peace.
Because he is a person with a fatal weakness, he is not without scruples.
Perhaps, one day, when all the people in this world who know the secret of his identity are dead, he will be able to truly dominate the dark forces.
None of this matters. In fact, he can solve it. The most important thing is...
That phrase "a fish dies and a net breaks the net".
She is so stubborn and will not stay by his side obediently.
Tonight was a clear example. She angered him and was tortured to the point of falling ill.
If he continues like this, he doesn't know if one day he will accidentally kill her because of her anger.
When he is angry, he cannot even control himself.
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After taking a bath and returning to the room, her fever had gone away.
The maid followed his instructions and gave her some more water, removed the drip, and no more ice was needed.
Liu Ya said, let her have a good sleep and she will be fine at dawn.
Before leaving, Liu Ya hesitated again and again, but finally plucked up the courage to say to him: "Wang, when the maid wiped her sweat just now, she found blood on her body, so I asked the female nurse to check her body.
Some are injured, you..."
"I know." He waved his hand.
Everyone retreated.
He was wearing a nightgown, sitting by the bed, looking at her quietly through the orange wall lamp.
When she was sleeping, she looked very good and gentle, like a docile kitten, but her face was haggard and pale.
He gently stroked her smooth cheek with the back of his hand, and gently rubbed her petal-like lips with his thumb, feeling reluctant to leave.
I just sat on the edge of the bed and looked at her for two hours.
It's daybreak.
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