Always in Love with You

"Avril, are you all right?"

With the help of the masked man, Avril stood still, but she was still frightened. She shook her head in panic and said, "I'm fine, thanks, Dear Polly. I'm fine."

With Polly's help, Avril spoke to the masked man politely, "Sir, thank you so much."

The masked man didn't say anything. He just replied "yes" with a distant look in his eyes and then left.

Looking at the decorations on Avril's body, Polly wanted to ask what had happened to her, but it seemed inappropriate at this moment. She held back the impulse to get to the bottom of the matter, and helped Avril sit down on the bench along the road. "Avril, wait here for a moment. After a while, we take Bruce's car."

Avril looked at her with grateful eyes and said, "Wow, Dear Polly, thank you."

At about one o'clock in the morning, Bruce came back to the room and found that Polly was still awake. This tangled night was bound to be a sleepless night.

She held the quilt in her arms, while her face was pressed against the pillow. People who couldn't sleep were extremely sensitive to hearing in the quiet night. Even the sound of the security door opening was very low, she could still hear it.

He stopped at the door of the bedroom. About five seconds later, he turned around and went to the bathroom.

Then she heard the sound of running water from the bathroom. She couldn't help thinking of the last time when she saw him taking a shower and it was lingering in her mind.

She dared not think any more. She had thought it was just a glance from the window at first. Even if she had been too shy to remember it, it had been only a few days since she had felt embarrassed. Then she had gradually forgotten it and she even thought it was not a big deal.

But now, at this moment, when she suddenly remembered, she began to realize that she had seen everything that she could see, she had seen them.

She thought she was really depraved, and was mesmerized by Bruce's beauty.

As he gently pushed the door open, the fresh scent of body wash accompanying his unique breath swept over his face, like he had fallen into a fire in the forest, spreading into the sea in an instant, and provoke her tensed nerves unscrupulously.

Her violent heartbeats obscured his soft and gentle footsteps. She didn't realize that the man had gone to bed until her body was totally soft.

as before. At this moment, she wanted

hand on her shoulder. The breath was getting

put his head on the pillow near her. Their breathing gradually intertwined. She couldn't pretend to be in sound sleep anymore. What's more, he seemed to be

other and their facial features could

she turned over and sat up abruptly.

What are you doing?" Startled by her reaction, he sat up as well.

breathed heavily and

hers. "Did you dream of

of good will, she made up a story to break the tense

he touched her long hair over her shoulders,

Polly was

his arms. "I'm sorry, Dear Polly. I let you stay in the room alone

but then she realized that they were married. It was normal for a couple to have sex. So she gave up the idea and went into his arms.

kissed her forehead gently and sighed,

wouldn't come back

fact, Polly thought that Bruce would definitely misunderstand her when he saw that scene. As soon as Miss. Jean was saved from

her nose and said, "why can't I come back since you are here? Dear Polly,

close that it was hard for anybody to tell whether he was telling the truth or not, Polly turned his head

this question. If something happened to them, how could this man be here. But last night, she called Rachel, but she didn't

was not a good swimmer. She struggled to jump out of the water. She drank some water

don't you want to

to ask. I

light bulb went off in her mind. "Why do you believe me?

what kind of person Dear

the quilt. She was touched and her

"I used to enjoy swimming, because that feeling of freedom didn't exist in real life. Many

my negligence, a good friend was washed away by the water in front of me. Since then, I can't swim any more. And you can't even get close to the