Molly Wellington: "..."
At that moment, her lips trembled slightly, almost making her unable to speak.
Molly Wellington never expected Abraham Redington to say such words, nor did she expect him to confess with such an attitude.
If he had said these words two and a half years ago, she would have been ecstatic, eager to throw herself into his embrace immediately.
Unfortunately, it's all too late...
"Don't do this anymore. Your body belongs to yourself, and you should take good care of your health."
She didn't even have the courage to discuss this topic with Abraham Redington. Under this topic called 'love', she instinctively wanted to avoid it.
Molly Wellington stood up and picked up the bathrobe Abraham Redington had taken off, intending to return it to the bathroom for him.
But just as she touched the bathrobe, a sharp pain hit her wrist.
The next second, the man sitting on the bed grabbed her wrist, pulling her straight into his wide, warm embrace.
