Night hadn’t yet fallen upon them, but the room was already getting dark.

The curtains in Fanny’s room were drawn such that Oliver couldn’t even tell if it was day or night in the room.

All he could see was the woman before him. Her skin was fair and her facial features were striking, and she looked at him with doe eyes.

Fanny glanced at the door behind Oliver that he just shut, and chuckled inwardly.

Oliver wasn’t as composed as she expected him to be.

Over the past few years, she had always thought of him as an insurmountable peak, someone unfathomable. That was why she kept her love for him in the depths of her heart, never daring to say it out.

Recently, however, Fanny was beginning to think that nothing in this world was sacred and unfathomable.

She was in the depths of hell.

Her gaze was raw.

the first-aid kit in the room and walked to her, then sat down on the bedside.

“Are you going to check my body, Dr. Channing?” Fanny looked at him ambiguously.

avoiding her gaze. “Be

and finally looked Fanny in the eye. “Did you argue with Yvonne while I was away?” Fanny smiled,

and a woman were best left

was needed was the right mood; and

room was getting darker, but no one turned the

state of recovery in the dark, while she relied

them

her stomach. “Brother, it hurts a little here. Help me check, and see if I’ve recovered

Oliver’s hand and pushed it

two of them, Oliver had always been the

never

Fanny used to think that he was just trying to hold

cold and distant, and neither was he holding himself

didn’t

was why he couldn’t be passionate

always took the initiative as a distant

with

passionate. That was

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