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..."

was achingly sore, making it arduous to utter even a

not feeling well, take a good rest

and began to wipe the cold sweat off her

frantically as if silently reprimanding him for

all right.You don't have to worry about

at her, his gaze gradually

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the words out of her throat in a hoarse voice, saying, "I...I don't want you to take care of me.Hurry up

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and mustered all her strength to shove him away

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patient, he couldn't pick a fight with her either, nor

tone to the best of his abilities and said, "I know that you're worried about my safety, but two people in your family have already been infected.novelebook.comIf I don't take care of the two of you, who will?

rolled down

that Frank was doing this for her own good, but she just

end, she could

need to thank

into his embrace

really want to thank me, you can use

that caused Raquella's face to instantly

right, you're a patient now, so I'll stop

her hair and mumbled, "I hope you'll

the other hand, Yelena had never

she looked at him panting for breath yet sporting an icy expression before her,

you in a place like this? What is this

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"Yelena!"

"Yes!"

on earth

to lose his mind from the senseless woman

a man they didn't know without understanding the situation clearly and not even knowing where they were headed to? Yelena took a few steps back in her best attempt to

that he wants to talk to me about something, so

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