Keep you in my arms

Her heart was cold, but she could only pretend not to see anything. Noticing her small movements and the suddenly gloomy eyes, Edward grabbed her arm and explained, "it's not what you think!"

What was that?

She waited eagerly for his explanation.

Edward wanted to explain, but he didn't know where to start. After a long while, he said, "give me some time. I will give you a reasonable explanation."

With a flash of disappointment, she said, "in fact, you don't have to explain to me. We can cooperate according to the original agreement."

Although she said in a calm tone, her desperate eyes made him anxious. He grabbed her arm to stop her from leaving. "I just At the time when he was young and ignorant, he destroyed her. Angela, I only feel guilty for her."

At that time, he will explain to you that the woman in the bar is just his cousin, or the woman he owed, so he cares more. In this way, wouldn't it be natural for you to forgive him? ——

Guilt? It was just as what Chuck said. So should she forgive him as he wished? What's the point of it if she vent all her frustration and the two of them just struggle to blush?

"Yes! I see. Let's go back." She sneered in the bottom of her heart, but forced herself to make a slightly smile.

Anyone could tell how insincere this farfetched look was. Edward wanted to say something more, but he stopped in the end.

When they returned to the hotel, there were only the two of them left. He said, "I want to tell you everything about Vanessa."

She was more or less touched by his willing of explanation. She took out a bag of antipyretics, poured it into a glass and melted it with boiling water. "Go ahead," she said.

late for doing homework. At that time, Vanessa often went back home very late too. She is not as smart as you. She always works hard, but her grades are poor. At that time, I wondered how could there be such a stupid person in the world. It was such a simple question. She made a mistake three times, and would be wrong again. One day, she was solving a problem of the triangular function. It was really simple, but she thought about it for half an hour. After I finished all my homework and didn't want to go home, I couldn't help telling her how to solve it. Gradually, it became a habit. At that time, we were young and naive, didn't know what romance was, but curious. She said she liked me, and I didn't reject

glass on the tea table, without looking into her eyes.

he had no intention of

all the story!" He looked into her eyes and nodded

responded, all her trust and hopes collapsed.

Then she slowly took out a bank card from her pocket, put it on the table,

been staring at his indifferent face all the time.

you have transferred to her over the past decade." When Angela said this, her voice was trembling, and at that moment, tears also flowed

why did he give her money? If that was all, why did he deliberately hide it from her? If that was

a lifetime. "In the past fifteen years, he has been paying me monthly, from ten thousand to seventy thousand. How can I still be angry? When

who couldn't let go of

didn't know how to explain.

He gently wanted to hold her waist so that he could holding

him so much?

leave him. In a hurry, he held her in his arms more and more tightly. Angela sensed his panic, but

women were different. They were all

such a late night, when he held her in his arms, would

from his

relieved. He rubbed her head with his chin and said gently, "I'm sorry... I promise that I only feel

bank card, would he intend to be perfunctory over? If they just fell in love,

thought angrily, but gave him no