Chapter 622 What Qualifies Him

After hanging up the phone, Leanna stood on the balcony for a long time.

The rain outside was heavy, and no pedestrians were on the street in the distance. Only the streetlamps stood alone in the shower.

After a while, she exhaled and walked to the kitchen. She took the plate of salad and placed it on a tray, thereafter entering the bedroom.

The bedroom was dark and the only sound was the rain hitting the windows.

Leanna placed the tray on the coffee table and turned on a small wall lamp. She walked to Aidan and saw that he had closed his eyes and was breathing evenly, seeming to be asleep.

She reached out and touched his forehead, sensing that he didn’t have a fever.

She couldn’t help but frown at that.

Aidan has been sleeping here for so long. Why is he still so cold?

Leanna reached into the blanket to see if his hands were cold too.

However, as soon as she touched his hand, her wrist was held by him.

In an instant, Leanna was lying on the bed.

Aidan was above her, holding her wrist with his big hand. His dark eyes were fixed on her and he murmured in a low voice, “Where are you touching?”

Leanna was so shocked that she fell into silence.

She turned her head and could feel his cold hand holding hers.

She looked up at him and commented, “I made some salad. Have some.”

Aidan’s fingers lightly stroked the veins on her wrist as he muttered, “I have no appetite.”

take some cold medicine

Leanna was about to speak, but then sick, no one will bother you and

of her wrist and sat

exuded a great sense

beginning and even when we were, you wouldn’t come home. Even if you

it will be for you. You can’t see me and you’ll be

Aidan fell silent.

“What are you talking about? This is not what

up for herself and muttered, “Isn’t it? You ask me to leave and won’t take

fell silent for a while, knowing he was wrong. He stood up and

saw that, her tears, which

trick worked

ordinary anti-pretentious person, after

cure pretentiousness

most of the salad,

leaned back on the couch and massaged his temples with his

and medicine on the coffee table.

Aidan nodded. “A little.”

and took a cold shower. It’s not surprising that you have

still walked

again and the

a while, Leanna whispered,

and

not feeling good right now, but… it’s not your fault,

Aidan didn’t say anything.

Mr. Woodley’s people didn’t

they hadn’t reached Highside, the Crossley Family wouldn’t have been wouldn’t have

and

you on the run, being forced to marry

you still think

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