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.

down, avoiding her gaze.

you argue with Yvonne while I was away?” Fanny smiled, her eyes twinkling like stars. The unshed tears in her eyes were like pearls; seeing

things between a man and a woman were best

was the right mood; and that was what he

darker, but no

recovery in the dark, while she relied on

between them took a

it hurts a little here. Help me check, and see if I’ve recovered from

Oliver’s hand and pushed

always

was never really

used to think that he was just trying to hold back his desires, and that he was cold

miscarriage, it became clear to her that he wasn’t cold and distant, and neither was he

didn’t

was why he couldn’t be passionate

took the initiative as

heart was filled with this man. She was shy

and passionate. That was when she realized that Oliver couldn’t

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