Chapter 381
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"Go back to your room and sleep. We'll talk about anything later."
Shane clenched his fists, his voice hoarse, and growled: "Say later? Ever since something happened with Bruno, you've always said that. You've never told me the truth."
"Did you do something wrong and still scream at me?"
Bertha was a little angry. After a while, she controlled her anger and said: "Forget it, I don't want to argue with you tonight. If you want to sleep in this room, I will go downstairs and sleep in the guest room."
Guest room?
She was treating herself like a guest, she was starting to act distant towards him.
It was clear that just one unintentional sentence from her, falling into his ears, was like a time bomb that made his reason explode.
As soon as Bertha turned to leave, he quickly sat up and hugged her from behind, he hugged her so tightly that his arms were shaking.
'Don't go, Bertha. Do not leave me."
Bertha stopped, she was about to pry his arm away.
This action seemed to push him away.
It was very difficult for Shane to exchange her feelings, but he was about to lose her, and the pain made him suffocate.
His arms tightened, his head rested on hers, his voice choked with helplessness.
"Don't go, I beg you..."
Bertha froze in place, her whole body in intense pain.
Her heart felt like it was being stabbed by thousands of needles, and the pain made it difficult for her to breathe.
Half a year ago.
Because of her, Shane was beaten by Miller's house and was seriously injured.
That night, while enduring severe pain, he hugged her like this, using a humble tone to beg her not to let go...
Guilt, heartache, and all kinds of emotions rushed into her heart.
Bertha let out a sigh, her palm patted his arm that was wrapped around her waist, and she carefully patted him.
'I won't go, I won't leave you. I promise."
She turned around to face him. Shane snuggled deep into her arms, burying his face in her chest, his voice soft: 'So… can you sleep with me tonight? Let's not separate..."
"Okay, we won't separate. Starting from tonight, I will sleep with you from now on, okay?" She stroked his short, pleasant hair.
Shane nodded slightly.
Bertha took the nightgown he kept under his pillow, she helped him put it on: 'It's winter, your health is just a little better. You shouldn't be naked, be careful not to catch a cold."
Shane was satisfied and retreated into her arms. He smelled the pleasant scent on the hollow of her neck, and the impatience and insecurity in his heart gradually disappeared.
Bertha turned off the table lamp. It's been a long time since she hugged him to sleep like this.
Not long after lying down, Bertha fell asleep.
While she was dozing off, she was awakened by a very soft sobbing sound next to her.
By this time, Bertha's sleepy eyes had adjusted to the darkness, and Shane could still be seen resting his head on her arm and sleeping.
She was a little curious and touched Shane's face, her fingertips suddenly touched the drops of water on his long curled eyelashes.
'Shane? Why do you suddenly start to feel heartbroken?"
Shane hugged her even tighter, he whispered to her in a low voice: "Bertha, the hickeys on my body, I don't know what happened, I just feel like I deserve to die, but you do not leave me."
It turns out he was thinking about this.
Discovering his weakness, Bertha felt a little guilty.
She wanted to tell him the truth, but she didn't know how to open her mouth.
If he knew that she was pranking him, he would be angry.
After thinking for a while, she patted his back with her hand, she comforted his low emotions.
'Of course, I won't abandon you. Except for you, I won't need any other man in my life."
'You are the only one I love."
Bertha gently kissed his eyes.
She imitated his previous appearance, she patiently kissed away the tears on his eyelashes.
Shane silently felt her love, still a little nervous in his heart.
"If tonight's matter, you have trouble in your heart, you can hit me or scold me, I accept the punishment, but don't be cold towards me, your coldness makes me uncomfortable."
Bertha suddenly stopped her movements, the corner of her lips smiled slightly, and her tone gradually lowered:
'Do you still dare to speak? Last time, who wanted to cancel my engagement? You say you don't love me anymore, you're bored of me. You were the one who treated me coldly first. This time, when you finished injecting the blue medicine, you immediately started a cold war with me for two days."
Shane: '…"
About this, he didn't know what to say.
He lowered his voice warmly: "Why do you bring up the past?"
Bertha smiled, the softness in Shane's heart was quickly replaced by the sadness of the past few days.
"Why not? Last time, the story of you wanting to break off the engagement may not have been mentioned, but the Cold War story two days ago is still new."
'…"
Someone buried their head in the blanket, unable to refute.
The more Bertha thought about it, the angrier she became. A while ago, he was sick, she didn't dare think about things that made her sad. Now his health is much better, it's time to calculate the debt with him.
If she hadn't taught him a lesson, tonight wouldn't have passed so peacefully.
Bertha sat up, turned on the desk lamp, she glanced at him: "You want me to punish you, right?"
Shane: '…"
Five minutes later.
The bedroom restores a harmonious, quiet atmosphere.
Some handsome man in a thick dark gray downy nightgown was sitting in front of Bertha's dressing table.
There was a light on the table and Bertha's phone. On the phone screen was her portrait. Shane took a pen and drew her image on paper.
On top of his head was the limited edition SK-II toner that he had previously given to Bertha, the cap open.
