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.”

to eat. After eating, take some cold medicine and sleep. Otherwise, you will get

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

let go of her wrist and

a great sense of indifference

to see me. I’ll leave now. You didn’t want to marry me from the beginning and even when we were, you wouldn’t come home. Even if you came home, you would still treat me coldly. I should have known how much you dislike

go, the better it will be for you. You can’t see me and you’ll be happy

Aidan fell silent.

her. “What are

muttered, “Isn’t it? You ask me to leave and won’t

He stood up and sat on the couch, picking

saw that, her tears, which

trick worked pretty

was just an ordinary anti-pretentious person, after

will cure pretentiousness

of the

the couch and massaged his

water and medicine on the coffee

Aidan nodded. “A little.”

the rain and took a cold shower.

she still walked behind Aidan and gently massaged his

one spoke again and the room became quiet

whispered, “I

slightly and

it’s not your fault, and

Aidan didn’t say anything.

told me that Old Mr. Woodley’s

reached Highside, the Crossley Family wouldn’t have been

and

taking you on the run, being forced to marry Jethro McKinney,

do you still think it’s not my

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