A Relentless Pursuit for Love

Chapter 632 Tim raised his hand gently. 

In the blind spot where Sage could not see him, the corners of his mouth curved quietly. 

Sage, as if receiving her amnesty, quickly gathered her dress and rushed towards her room. 

The maid helped her to take off the tutu dress that harnessed her waist. 

Sage took three deep breaths. Donning herself in such a dress was a great torture for her. She wondered how those medieval ladies bear with such torture. 

She changed into a slightly looser and more comfortable long dress. She dared not keep Tim waiting for long, so she went back and continued to write her self-critique 

At first, Sage wanted to take the opportunity to admit her mistake and beg for mercy. However, when she found that Tim’s expression was dark and sullen, she killed the thought. 

She decided not to touch this highly explosive entity for the time being, to avoid herself from being blown to pieces 

It was better to keep writing the self-critique now. 

The three thousand words were an effort of patching up numerous thoughts, and six thousand words were a life threatening demand! 

into her lifelong educational achievement and cultural level over the years in her

vomited white foam. Finally, she finished the sell critique of six thousand

wrist. She took a deep breath and flattened the hand written self antique She carefully

books, he leaned on the sota sleepily with his head probed up in

at the nice, but she dared not speak rashly, for fear that Then would punish be further

out of wea to punish people

vomit bloot ist were made to

statique st had writen He Luthern down in his hand and looked at them Diese by pece Melua sean apression at turn, then it turned into expressionless, and the gradually from a lowted ha brow to a lot Al wed, be raised his eyes and and is

skill to patch up all the thoughts into this piece

murmured in a low voice, “How did I learn? It’s self-taught without a teacher.”

“What?” 

stern, and he resembled a very strict teacher in the

“Nothing.” 

and hummed, “Tim, please just forgive me. My wrist is already

her reddened wrist. Tim did not feel bad at all,