Love's Perfect Match

"Forget it? You think that you aren't a good match for me, so you're treating my feelings this way, right?"

Frank forced himself to swallow his anger as he growled, "Raquella, do you know how deep my feelings are for you?"

However, Raquella did not wish to continue the conversation any longer.

Now, her mind was in turmoil and she was unable to think of any answer.

"All right, let's save this conversation for next time."

Frank could only let out a helpless sigh at the sight of her frantic expression.

"Okay, I won't ask you anything before you can accept the answer.I hope that you can really think about it carefully."

She nodded, feeling a trace of guilt inexplicably well up in her heart as she looked at his look of disappointment.

However, at this point in time, things would only continue to go further downhill the more they spoke about it.

In the end, the two ended their talk in an awkward atmosphere.

They weren't particularly giving each other the cold shoulder, but as Frank's enthusiasm seemed to have quelled, Raquella didn't go out of her way to spark a conversation with him either.

Upon returning to her room, she suddenly began to feel an ache in her throat and a wave of nausea.

Hence, she planned to take a short rest on the bed, but she unexpectedly drifted off to sleep instead.

In her dreams, she felt a strange sensation, as if a ball of fire was burning in her chest.

Wishing to put out this fire, she frantically ran all over the place to look for a source of water, but her efforts were futile.

In the end, just as she was frantically tearing at her clothes, a hand suddenly grabbed hers and pulled her into an embrace.

"Don't be scared."

Raquella shook her head as she desperately attempted to break free, but the hand held onto her so tightly that she was unable to put up a fight.

At last, she startled awake from her dream only to see Frank sitting next to her and holding her in his arms without budging an inch.

"Frank..."

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