Chapter 319
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The pharynx in Shane's neck shook slightly, and the hand he hid under the blanket also tightened.
Bertha's days are indeed long, but as for him, there aren't many days left.
His thin silver lips parted several times, and finally, he gathered enough courage to open his mouth and ask Bertha a question that he had never dared to ask before.
'Bertha, do you... still love me?''
He bowed his head, his dark eyes brightly looking straight at Bertha, who lay in his arms.
He used to be very afraid of this problem.
He feared that Bertha's answer would chill his heart.
He is afraid that all the things he risked his life for will not be worth it.
But this time.
He expected Bertha to say, that she no longer loved him...
It was dark outside.
A light was turned on in the bedroom, a warm, gloomy light.
Shane leaned back against the desk lamp, his face against the light, his emotions unclear.
But Bertha could feel his hot gaze.
She sat up straight, off his lap, her hand gently caressing his cheek, her star-like eyes extremely serious.
'Shane, I used to think I could let go of your love, but since I almost lost you last time, I'm completely aware of myself."
"I love you."
'I love you as much as you love me."
'No matter how many times you ask in the future, my answer will be I love you."
The two of them looked at each other and their eyes turned red.
Shane held back the tears welling up under his eyes and hugged her, he hugged her so tightly that his arms were shaking.
His Bertha says she loves him too…
Even though he would rather she said she didn't love him this time, hearing her say it with such seriousness, he still felt deeply moved.
With these words from her, he is satisfied for the rest of his life.
Sensing his nervousness, Bertha gently patted his back and softly comforted him.
This hug lasted so long that Bertha thought he was asleep. After a few minutes, he proactively let her go.
'It's getting late, you should rest early tonight."
'Huh?"
Bertha was slightly taken aback.
It's only half past nine, does he already want to go to sleep?
Did you come home just to hug her?
While she was still stunned, Shane crawled under the blanket first.
Tonight's Shane was a bit strange.
Bertha also followed him and got under the blanket, she lay on his elbow and asked in a cunning tone: 'Shane, we haven't seen each other for a long time, it's been a difficult night for you to come back, friend Don't want a massage before bed?"
Shane closed his eyes, his face was cold and did not respond to her words.
Bertha is a bit resentful.
Haven't seen you for a long time, but when he comes back he's so cold. Does he no longer have the desire to touch her?
Or is it because she no longer has charm?
Not wanting to believe it, Bertha's hand under the blanket once again silently reached into his pajamas, she gently caressed his abs and chest muscles.
Under her teasing, Shane's breathing gradually became more rapid.
He frowned, gently held her hands, and gently coaxed her: "Good girl, don't cause trouble anymore, go to sleep."
Bertha pouted, a little angry.
Her cheeks puffed up like a puffer fish.
'Shane, this time you came back, you didn't kiss me, you even slept so early, don't you want me?"
She complained softly, her flirtatious eyes constantly seducing him.
Shane closed his eyes, he took a deep breath.
As if he had made a great deal of determination, when he opened his eyes again, his black eyes turned cold.
'Bertha, we… cancel the engagement."
'Huh?"
Bertha was stunned for a moment before she understood what he meant: 'What do you say?"
In that deep, hoarse voice, there was also a sense of strangeness.
Bertha suddenly frowned, she decisively sat up on the bed, her eyes coldly staring at him, as if uncertain: "Say that again."
Shane didn't sit up, he buried his shoulders in the blanket, his long drooping eyelashes blinked: "I said we broke up."
His tone was very gentle, very faint.
Bertha felt her heart hurt like a knife, and her whole body ached.
"Why?"
She didn't understand why he returned this time, making her feel like he was a bit strange, and she didn't even know what he was thinking.
'Maybe it's because… I'm bored of you."
He buried his face in the blanket, his voice was stuffy, unfamiliar, mixed with a bit of anxiety.
Bertha wanted to go crazy.
'You sit up."
She pinched his ear, she pulled him out of the blanket: 'Shane, you look at me and say it again."
Shane winced, he felt a bit of pain, his dark eyes dodged to the side, occasionally glancing at her a little.
Bertha was so angry that her eyes turned red, her face filled with anger: 'Canceled the engagement, broke up, bored, are you serious? Say."
She almost shouted.
Shane's heart trembled because of her scream, his momentum gradually weakened: "Yes."
'You looked into my eyes and said."
Bertha held his chin tightly, forcing him to look into her eyes.
Anger filled her heart as if about to explode, Bertha's eyes looked intently at him: "Shane, think carefully and say, this is the last chance I give you, if you miss it or waste it, no matter what reason you explain later, I will not forgive you. Never."
She was so angry that her chest was heaving, her eyes couldn't hold back and filled with tears.
Under the gloomy light, her eyes sparkled like stars, but she tried not to let her tears fall.
