Chapter 339

Fiona bit her lips slightly and asked, “If I hadn’t saved you, you wouldn’t be nice to me?”

She wanted to hear him say no, but she was greeted with a pair of indifferent and alienated eyes.

The man in front of her just looked at her calmly as if he were looking at a stranger.

Suddenly, Fiona’s heart sank. She regretted what she said just now. She added, “I… I just want you to be nice to me, not only because I saved you, but also… Because of something else…”

She stammered.

“Enough. Don’t think too much,” Calvin said flatly. “It’s getting late. You should rest early.”

As he spoke, he opened the door and was about to get in when Fiona suddenly said behind him, “Be careful on the way, Cal!”

Hearing this, Calvin’s body suddenly stiffened and the scene of that petite figure going down the mountain with him on her back flashed through his mind.

At that time, the girl kept talking to him as if she was afraid that he would faint because of injury and bleeding.

“What’s your name? If you don’t tell me, I’ll call you Cal. It’s carved on the corner of your clothes. Is that your name?

“Cal, you can’t sleep. If you fall asleep, you won’t be able to wake up.

“Let me tell you a story. What kind of stories do you like to hear? I’m very good at telling stories! Cal, answer me!

“Cal… Cal…”

Over the years, these words would flash across his mind over and over again and wake him up from his dreams.

at that time, there wouldn’t be him

replying, “Okay, I see.” The

car drove away, the expression on Fiona’s face changed. She bit

successfully replaced Rosalie. As long as she doesn’t remember it, I’ll be the

so many years. He must have deep feelings for her. If

have to seize

listening to Como La Flor, which was the song that “she” sang when she carried

to her song, it seemed that the pain in his body was

that time… He thought that it was not bad if

all. It was Fiona because she showed him the photos of her childhood. Besides, Fiona knew Como

anyone about those things, so Fiona couldn’t have heard it from

was the one he was

her. It was

in Strico. He opened the door, got out of the car, and went straight to the

“she” going down the mountain with him on her back, or

all they had

was also the first time that he realized that someone was so important to him. If he left her, he might not be

survive.

these paintings, only

The woman in the painting smiled faintly and her eyes were full of tenderness, which made people feel very comfortable as if they

stood in front of the painting, his dark eyes fixed on the person in the painting. A trace of pain flashed across

was here, she would find that the person in this painting was

A cold voice sounded in the studio, but it didn’t get any

person in the painting still looked at him with

gently stroked the woman’s

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