GoodNovelChapter 2269 Only she knew how painful it was.
After a moment of contemplation, she adjusted her glasses and finally opened the door to Lyndon's room.
He lay on the bed, his face even redder than before.
Tilda hesitated, then touched his forehead, finding his body hotter than before.
She stared at him for a few seconds before turning to fetch salcohol and warm water to help lower his temperature.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe 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.
Overcwith excitement, he wanted to hold her tightly and tell her how much he missed her.
But her expression suddenly changed, and she slapped 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.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAs 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 the. om last night flashed through his mind. He remembered pressing Tilda under him and her slapping him.
Touching his face, he felt the lingering sting from her slap.
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