Huston tasted the blood in his mouth and felt her tremble. After being ruthless, he couldn’t help but feel sorry and extended his tongue to lick the injured area.

After a while, the bleeding stopped. He lifted his head, his mouth slightly red, stained with her color, “Does it hurt?” he asked, his voice drifting with the night breeze, filled with a hint of haze.

His voice was a little blurred as the night wind blew into her ears.

She didn’t say anything. Looking up at the dark sky above her, she suddenly felt very cold, from the inside out, from her bones.

Without hearing her reply, he moved closer to her, “Tell me, does it hurt?”

“It hurts.” She turned her face away with tears in her eyes. In the end, she couldn’t resist his grinding skills, “It hurts. Are you happy?”

No.

Huston felt suffocated by the overwhelming pain in his heart.

But he couldn’t tell her. He wanted her to remember what had

happened today.

Ryan and avenge him at all costs, but he could

the bad guy in front

another man’s wine, weigh yourself and consider your own worth,” he said, matching the weight of her

Evelyn felt paled in comparison to the turmoil within her heart. How reluctant and unwilling she was to come

all that. Things had already come to this point,

voice trembling,

same

this phrase to such an extent, feeling a surge of resistance

Lucas.

else had she thought of?

he had beaten Ryan up just

through his

to come to him. But seeing Ryan holding her and embracing her, at that moment,

have been enough for him. Yet, she didn’t give

the man, Evelyn collapsed. She squatted down, feeling dizzy, chest

allowed her to

She was waiting.

she didn’t get

the intersection, he

the intersection. The bright white headlights shone in his eyes, and he raised his slender arm to shield his eyes, blocking the rising blush as

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