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Lola recovered and chuckled. "I was thinking about my prince charming." Her eyes glittered with affection.

Harry sat on the bed and caressed Lola's arm which was dressed with layers of gauze. "Is it still hurt?"

Lola unhappily pouted, "You don't even ask who my prince charming is?" With that, she withdrew her hand from his.

Harry kissed her on the lips with a sly smile and confidently asked, "Anyone else except me?" If Lola played tricks on him and told him it was Nicole's irresponsible father, Harry would no doubt cut her connection with that man.

She looked at the man like a spoiled child and said, "Get out! Get out! I'm going to get changed."

Harry stared at the changeable woman who was now playing cute.

He carried her off the bed by waist and asked her to turn around. After Lola did so, Harry started to unzip her dress.

His breathing got faster around her, but she didn't feel anything.

He held her in the arms, enjoying the peaceful moment. The scene in the alley flashed through Lola's mind. She pushed him away and threw her dress to the rubbish bin.

"I'm gonna have a shower!" She gave him an anxious look.

Harry swooped her up in his arms. "You can't touch water now. Let me help."

She thought he was going to offer a helping hand. But it turned out...

As the evening approached, Harry looked at the exhausted woman with a content smile.

After 7 pm.

Awakened by Harry's ringtone, Lola opened her tired eyes and looked at the man who answered the phone away.

Noticing that it was dark outside, Lola sat up immediately, put on clothes and went off the bed.

watched her dressing and said coldly,

phone, he

in the police station

reached out for her

been

when she wanted nothing but revenge, she never

regretted. But somehow Lola felt sorry. Probably because she felt sorry for the days she had spent with

plenty of happy hours, even though all those happiness and caring were

see her

man hurt her over and over again. Now she was sad about his death?

her wrist and held her in the arms. "Are you feeling sorry for him?" He

man, wondering if he

him?" Harry asked aggressively, determined to get the answer.

she softly grasped his waist, Harry's anger was alleviated a lot.

to feel his heartbeat. "No. I'm just a bit shocked to hear that. I did feel sorry for him for a

youth, he manipulated her, ruined her family, hurt her and insulted her. Worse, he attempted to compel her again and again. How could it be possible that she

the man threw the phone onto the bed, stroked her long hair, held her

to dinner and then

and hugged him. How she wished time

the hard-won peace and sweat last?

grip. Her feelings of anxiety

left the Crescent Spring alone and texted

took her quite a while to walk out of the villa quarter.

staring at her,

she would be too dependent on him and hate to part that she left

the woman who was in a daze and wondering

before opening the front

leaned to her immediately after she sat steady, which definitely freaked her