She never truly understood him, just as he perhaps never knew what she needed.
At this moment, Mabel Quinn was groggy, thinking she was still dreaming. After she uttered those words, her eyes shut again, and she fell back into sleep.
Kyle Kinston gazed deeply at the person on the bed, his hand placed over his heart, where his heartbeat was so violent, that feeling of irritation, discomfort spreading once more over his chest.
If earlier he was unsure if he was jealous of a little girl, now he could be sure, he was envious... envious of the man in her heart.
Is she going to be inseparable with another man for her whole life?
Then what does he matter?! Is there still a chance for them to depend on each other?
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When Mabel Quinn woke up the next morning, she found herself in bed, covered with a blanket, which startled her as she sat up suddenly. Fortunately, after checking her clothes, they were all normal, with no signs of being undressed.
