Only she knew how painful it was.


    After a moment of contemtion, she adjusted her sses and finally opened the door to Lyndon’s room.


    Hey on the bed, his face even redder than before.


    Tilda hesitated, then touched his forehead, finding his body hotter than before.Text ? 2024 N?velDrama.Org.


    She stared at him for a few seconds before turning to fetch some alcohol and warm water to help lower his temperature.


    The night was quiet.


    The moon gradually disappeared behind the clouds as the sun began to rise.


    Lyndon had a dream.


    In it, he saw the beloved girl he missed day and night.


    Ovee with excitement, he wanted to hold her tightly and tell her how much he missed her.


    But her expression suddenly changed, and she pped him hard.


    “You promised you wouldn’t marry anyone except me, Lyndon.


    You broke your promise! You’re a Liar!”


    “No, I didn’t.


    Rosa, listen to me!” he pleaded.


    Suddenly, Lyndon woke up.


    He stared at the ceiling, his eyes a little red.


    He was still lost in thought, unable to distinguish between reality and the dream.


    As he moved, something slid off his forehead.


    He looked down to see a cool, damp cloth.


    Lyndon was confused.


    He looked ahead and saw Tilda’s head leaning on the edge of his bed.


    “Why was she here?” he wondered.


    Frowning, Lyndon sat up slowly, rubbing his throbbing temples.


    Fragments of memories from thest night shed through his mind.


    He remembered pressing Tilda under him and her pping him.


    Touching his face, he felt the lingering sting from her p.