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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.

her dressing and

phone, he came

in the

she reached out for

The man she had been in

but revenge, she never thought

regretted. But somehow Lola felt sorry. Probably because she felt sorry for

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

see her face turning pale.

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

in the arms. "Are you feeling sorry for

at the man, wondering if he was angry. Why?

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

recovered from the shock. When she softly grasped his waist, Harry's anger was alleviated a

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

he attempted to compel her again and again. How could it be

onto the bed, stroked her long hair, held

a second. I'll take you to dinner and then drive

and hugged him. How she wished time could

hard-won peace and

her grip. Her feelings of anxiety

Crescent Spring alone

villa quarter.

staring

would be too dependent on him and hate to part that she left by herself. So he shouldn't wear

woman who was in a daze and wondering what was on her

the front door and went

to her immediately after she sat