Since the last time he saw Jessie, Lawrence had never seen her, not even asking her a question.
In fact, it was not that he didn't want to, but that he dare not.
When he was shot and hurt, he really hated her to the bone, but in the moment when she appeared, all
the hatred disappeared.
In the face of this relationship, he knew that he was passive and humble, so he could no longer let
himself be.
Even if the missing tortured him, Lawrence had to grit his teeth and hold it back.
Only when they both had enough space to calm down and think could they clearly know how good he
was to her!
Knock...
"Sir, I have cooked crucian soup for you. It's good for your wound. You must drink more."
Lawrence looked at Aria, who was standing by the bed, with a smile on her face and gently scooping
Soup for him. He couldn't help but think, 'if only this is Jasmine.' Then he asked, "how's Jasmine doing
these days?"
Her hand holding the bowl trembled slightly, and the hot soup spilled on the back of her hand, instantly
turning red.
Aria pretended to be calm and said, "it's good. She eat well and sleep well."
"Really? "He looked at her suspiciously. When he saw that Aria nodded her head, a touch of
disappointment and sadness instantly blurred his eyes.
Didn't Jasmine miss him?
Even if it was just a little bit?
Lawrence didn't believe it, but he couldn't find a reason to doubt it.
After all, Jasmine had said more than once that she wanted to be free and leave him. Without him by
her side, Jasmine should be very leisurely.
It was normal that Jasmine didn't miss him.
"Sir, have some soup first. It has been cooked for hours." Aria handed the soup to him, and then
Lawrence took it and drank it casually, completely unaware of the taste.
"Sir, with all due respect, I don't think Miss Jasmine cares about you at all. Look at you lying here
because of her. She doesn't care about you at all. Do you think it's worth doing this for her?"
"Is it worth it?" Aria asked. Lawrence lowered his eyes, bitterness spreading in his heart. "What's the
meaning of life if we have to care about whether it's worth it or not and whether it's worth it or not?"
"But it's meaningless if you only pay for it without any return. What you have done is worth it in your
own eyes. You are willing to do it, but in others' eyes, you are just a contemptible scoundrel. "
"What about you?" Lawrence fixed his eyes on Aria and said, "Haven't you always been doing this for
me and never cared about return?"
"……"
Aria was stunned for a while, and a burst of bitterness surged up in her heart.
"I don't care about the reward, because you gave me my life. No matter whether my love for you can be
completed or not, I will always be yours. Even if you don't care about it. "
"In fact, you don't have to do that, Aria." Lawrence was helpless and embarrassed. Back then, he
saved her not for any special reason. When he saw her lying in the jungle at her last gasp, like an
abandoned animal, he felt pity for her.
"I didn't have any reason to save you at the beginning. I kept you by my side only is that you need a
stable residence, and I just need a talent like you. I have no other meaning."
"I know you don't, but people all have feelings. Even if we are not in love, there will be family affection,
the love of master and slave between us. Am I right to be loyal to my master? "
Aria was a very independent and special woman, and Lawrence was always in control of everything.
The two of them insisted on seeing each other.
For a moment, the two of them were speechless, and the atmosphere was instantly awkward to
freezing point.
After dinner, Lawrence fell asleep. After washing the thermos bottle, Aria came in and heard
Lawrence's phone ringing.
She walked over and picked up her phone. It was a video.
Aria clicked on it and watched the video. Her face darkened instantly.
'Jasmine, you've already come back to the side of Mark. Why are you still here to provoke Lawrence?!
She held the phone tightly.
After a while, she turned on her phone, deleted the video, gently put it back on the bedside table, and
left the ward as if nothing had happened.
Mark didn't leave until Jessie woke up.
"What are you doing here, Mark?" Jessie thought she was going to die, but the first person she saw
when she opened her eyes was him.
Looking at her, Mark said in a soft voice, "I'm not here. Where do you want me to be?"
Jessie...
"I'm sorry. It's my fault. You got hurt again. Don't worry. This will never happen again. I promise. " With
these words, Mark raised three fingers. With a faint smile, Jessie reached out to hold his hand and
said, "It's not your fault. What are you sorry for. In fact, I'm too stupid. The first time I saw Selina, I
thought she had a bad intention. I even went to the KTV with her. I should be the one to say sorry. It's
me who caused you trouble. "
With a smile, Mark shook his head and gently stroked the short hair on her forehead. His sharp eyes
looked at her gently, as if they could see through everything.
"Mark, why are you so good to me? I think the luckiest thing in my life is to meet you. "
"Silly girl, if I don't treat you well, who should I treat well. You are the only wife in my life. "
Jessie had never felt so happy as she was now when their four eyes met.
After what had happened, all of a sudden, Mark felt that his relationship with Jessie had taken a big
step forward. There are a lot of intimate moves between the two people, and she is no longer the same
as before, always tangled about how to choose between Mark and Lawrence.
Although he was curious about what had changed her so much, he dare not ask more. He was afraid to
hear the answers he did not want to hear.
"Honey, I have to go to the company later. Would you like to go with me or have a rest at home?" Mark
asked in a soft voice while picking up food for Jessie.
"No, I won't. just focus on your work."
"Okay, I'll go back early."
Jessie smiled and nodded.
After lunch, Mark drove away.
Because of the injury of Jessie last time, Mark specially called Grace and several servants back from
the mansion to take care of Jessie's diet and daily life. In the first one or two days, Jessie was not used
to it, but now she got along well with the servants.
"Mrs. Jessie, Mr. Mark has asked someone to buy a lot of flowers. They are just sent here and will be
planted in the garden. Would you like to go with us?" Grace asked with a smile.
"No, I have a headache and want to go upstairs and have a rest."
"Headache?" As soon as she heard that Jessie was not feeling well, she became alert. Grace hurried
forward and said, "Mrs. Jessie, how about I call the doctor to check on you? I think you often have a
headache in the past two days. We should let the doctor check on you."
"No, thanks. Maybe I haven't slept well these days. It doesn't matter. I'm going upstairs. Call me if you
need anything." Jessie said.
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