"Avril, are you all right?"
With the help of the masked man, Avril stood still, but she was still frightened. She shook her head in
panic and said, "I'm fine, thanks, Dear Polly. I'm fine."
With Polly's help, Avril spoke to the masked man politely, "Sir, thank you so much."
The masked man didn't say anything. He just replied "yes" with a distant look in his eyes and then left.
Looking at the decorations on Avril's body, Polly wanted to ask what had happened to her, but it
seemed inappropriate at this moment. She held back the impulse to get to the bottom of the matter,
and helped Avril sit down on the bench along the road. "Avril, wait here for a moment. After a while, we
take Bruce's car."
Avril looked at her with grateful eyes and said, "Wow, Dear Polly, thank you."
At about one o'clock in the morning, Bruce came back to the room and found that Polly was still awake.
This tangled night was bound to be a sleepless night.
She held the quilt in her arms, while her face was pressed against the pillow. People who couldn't sleep
were extremely sensitive to hearing in the quiet night. Even the sound of the security door opening was
very low, she could still hear it.
He stopped at the door of the bedroom. About five seconds later, he turned around and went to the
bathroom.
Then she heard the sound of running water from the bathroom. She couldn't help thinking of the last
time when she saw him taking a shower and it was lingering in her mind.
She dared not think any more. She had thought it was just a glance from the window at first. Even if
she had been too shy to remember it, it had been only a few days since she had felt embarrassed.
Then she had gradually forgotten it and she even thought it was not a big deal.
But now, at this moment, when she suddenly remembered, she began to realize that she had seen
everything that she could see, she had seen them.
She thought she was really depraved, and was mesmerized by Bruce's beauty.
As he gently pushed the door open, the fresh scent of body wash accompanying his unique breath
swept over his face, like he had fallen into a fire in the forest, spreading into the sea in an instant, and
provoke her tensed nerves unscrupulously.
Her violent heartbeats obscured his soft and gentle footsteps. She didn't realize that the man had gone
to bed until her body was totally soft.
Not knowing why, she had been in the same direction as before. At this moment, she wanted to turn
over to avoid him, but she did not dare to move.
The man approached her slowly, with his warm hand on her shoulder. The breath was getting closer
and closer, bringing her an unspeakable feeling.
He put his head on the pillow near her. Their breathing gradually intertwined. She couldn't pretend to
be in sound sleep anymore. What's more, he seemed to be approaching her and his bangs were on
her cheek.
They were facing each other and their facial features could be seen by each other.
She couldn't stand it anymore, so she turned over and sat up abruptly.
"Dear Polly? What are you doing?" Startled by her reaction, he sat up as well.
Covering her chest with her hands, she breathed heavily and explained to him: "I just had a dream."
Bruce's shoulder was close to hers. "Did you dream of me?"
"No, it's not." Out of good will, she made up a story to break the tense atmosphere. "When did you
come back?" she asked
As he touched her long hair over her shoulders, he suddenly smiled and said, "before taking a shower."
Hearing that, Polly was choked.
Bruce leaned over and held her in his arms. "I'm sorry, Dear Polly. I let you stay in the room alone for
hours."
They were so close to each other that Polly's face turned red. She tried to break away from him, but
then she realized that they were married. It was normal for a couple to have sex. So she gave up the
idea and went into his arms.
Bruce kissed her forehead gently and sighed, "Wow, you are really angry."
"I'm not angry with you. I thought you wouldn't come back tonight. I was just surprised. "
In fact, Polly thought that Bruce would definitely misunderstand her when he saw that scene. As soon
as Miss. Jean was saved from the pond, Bruce stayed with her all night to comfort her.
As his voice melted into her bones, he lightly touched her nose and said, "why can't I come back since
you are here? Dear Polly, can't you see that I cherish every second with you? "
Hearing what he said that sounded so close that it was hard for anybody to tell whether he was telling
the truth or not, Polly turned his head and asked, "well, is that Rachel Du and Miss. Jean Fang okay?"
It was unnecessary for her to ask this question. If something happened to them, how could this man be
here. But last night, she called Rachel, but she didn't answer the phone. She called Bruce, but he didn't
answer either. She was still anxious until now. She must confirm it before she could be relieved.
"Miss. Jean was scared. But Rachel was not a good swimmer. She struggled to jump out of the water.
She drank some water and got a few bruises. It's not a big deal. "
After hesitating for a long time, Polly asked, "Bruce, don't you want to know the reason why she fell into
the water?"
"There is no need to ask. I believe you."
All of a sudden, a light bulb went off in her mind. "Why do you believe me? After all, you should have
seen... "
His eyes darkened as he frowned and said, "I know what kind of person Dear Polly is. How could
anyone else know you? "
Polly tightened her hands on the quilt. She was touched and her eyes watered.
Bruce held her tight in his arms. He rested his chin on her head and whispered, "I used to enjoy
swimming, because that feeling of freedom didn't exist in real life. Many years ago, I took part in a
swimming competition and I won the champion. Dear Polly, believe it or not, I used to be very good at
swimming. "
But one time, due to my negligence, a good friend was washed away by the water in front of me. Since
then, I can't swim any more. And you can't even get close to the river... "
"I'm sorry for not being able to save her. I feel guilty about that. So I have to let you come back alone.
Do you want to forgive me? "
Polly had seen what Bruce looked like at that time. The feeling of helplessness made people crazy and
desperate as if he could do nothing but watch the person he cared about being in danger. He wished
she was the one who would fall into the water. But it was impossible.
She understood him as she had this feeling before. Moreover, the thing he said about not being able to
swim was very casual, as if he was talking about the weather today. But what had happened that year
was enough to make such a person terrified by his favorite swimmer.
"There is no forgiveness, because I have never blamed you."
The man's hand let go a little, to give her some free space," Polly, is it that no matter what I do, you do
not care?"
Almost subconsciously, she replied at once, "no!"
Hearing what she said, he almost lost his breath. Polly smiled and said, "we are a couple, aren't we?
How could I be indifferent to things concerning you? "
This was a normal answer. He wasn't very satisfied with it, but neither was he disappointed. He said to
himself, 'take it easy. Take it easy.'. Now she realized that they were a couple and they should be
responsible for each other. This meant that even if she didn't love him, at least she wouldn't hate him.
He swore to himself that one day, she would come to him willingly.
"Yes, we are a couple. I like that. But, in that case, shouldn't we do something that a couple should do?
"
"What?"
Before she could respond, his kiss fell on her lips. She wanted to struggle, but he reminded her, "you
must have promised me something, haven't you?"
"Polly, it's late now. Are you serious? "
All of a sudden, Bruce tightened his grip, so that they were very close to each other. He asked in a
teasing tone, "don't what? What do you think I will do to you? Haha, a silly girl. I can only kiss you.
Don't think about anything else! "
The words that he said to her that day came back to her mind. She didn't expect that he would really
mean it. But what did he mean by 'no more'? It seemed that she was hiding something.
However, he didn't suspect wrong. A series of scenes did flash through her mind just now. In fact, her
biggest problem was that now he was so close to her, and she often thought of the scene that she ran
into him in the bathroom. She couldn't help but think more about it.
The kiss didn't last long. Maybe it was because he had been busy all night and he was really tired.
The whole night, she slept in the arms of Bruce. The man's strong chest tightly leaned against her
slender back, and the naturally steaming warmth wrapped her, making her sleep
comfortably.
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