"Mr. Davis, this kind of thing can't happen a second time..." she said seriously.
"Alright, next time I won't force you, I want you to willingly give yourself to me." Nolan Davis had a hint of stubbornness in his eyes, and Sophie Smith couldn't understand why he was so fixated on having her, when he clearly knew that her heart only belonged to Asher Land.
Sophie didn't refute him; today she had accidentally hurt him so badly, it was indeed her fault, but who asked him to do such things?
After treating his wounds, it was already quite late.
"You should rest early, good night." After Sophie finished speaking, she cleaned up the mess left from handling the wound, embraced the basin, and turned to walk out.
He helplessly curled his lips, lying flat on the bed.
That's how fate is, he thought, if he could have met her earlier, wouldn't things have been different?
Even so, being able to meet her was still good, although their relationship was still somewhat distant.
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