Cosset You Forever

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.

her dressing and

phone,

Mike was beaten in the police station

paused when she reached

man she had been in love with died...

when she wanted nothing but revenge, she

felt sorry. Probably because she felt

hours, even though all those happiness and caring were nothing but lies. But she was happy at that time.

to see her face turning pale.

over again.

and held her in the arms. "Are you feeling sorry for

the man, wondering if he was

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

softly grasped his waist, Harry's

her head on his chest to feel his heartbeat. "No. I'm just a bit shocked to hear that. I did

ruined her family, hurt her and insulted her. Worse, he attempted to compel her again and again. How could it be possible that she got hurt by his death.

bed, stroked her long

take you to

nodded obediently and hugged him. How she wished

hard-won peace and

her grip. Her

Crescent Spring alone and texted

while to walk out of the villa quarter. All

the car was Harry, staring at her, face livid.

blew off. It was for fear that she would be too dependent on him and hate to part that she left by herself. So he shouldn't wear the poker face now, right?

the woman who was in a daze

lip before opening the front door and went

she sat