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Chapter 22 He Knew She Was Sick
Chapter 22 He Knew She Was Sick
Chapter 22 He Knew She Was Sick
Why did this happen?
She really wanted to go back to the carefree time two years ago.
"I'm here, I'm here." He responded to her patiently.
Avery knew that his tenderness at this time was just a flash in the pan, and she should not have close
contact with him again, but she couldn't help but want to hold on to that little bit of warmth.
"Jacob, how nice would it be if you didn't change?"
...
Jacob woke up at dawn, and before he opened his eyes, he felt someone in his arms.
He thought of the pile of empty wine bottles last night. He was good at drinking and was temperate
enough, so he shouldn't get drunk.
He had a splitting headache and couldn't remember what happened last night. He felt uneasy and
didn't even dare to open his eyes to face it.
He didn't open his eyes until he had mentally prepared himself. When he saw that the woman in his
arms was Avery, he sighed a long sigh of relief.
But in the next second, he realized how things were now and immediately wanted to get away from
Avery.
Just when he was about to pull out his arm, his eyes suddenly fell on Avery's face, and his movements
stopped.
How long had it been since he had looked at her quietly like this? The memories came flooding back.
Every time when they met, there was always tension between them.
Without putting on makeup, her pale complexion was difficult to conceal.
Her complexion, though formerly fairly fair, was now so fair as to be almost unnatural. She was as
white as a sheet.
Her delicate little face was pale and she looked like a goblin in a comic. NôvelDrama.Org: text © owner.
Avery slept with her body nestled against Jacob’s arm, she didn't wrap her limbs around him like she
used to.She curled up like a shrimp.
A self-deprecating smile appeared on Jacob's lips. Her gesture meant that she no longer believed in
him.
When he thought of this, anger took the best of him and he pulled out his arm.
Avery opened her eyes with confusion, like a kitten, looking at the world blankly.
She looked innocent and graceful.
Until her eyes focused on Jacob's handsome face, her expression suddenly changed, and she blurted
out, "You were drunk and wouldn't let me go."
A beautiful scene of them sleeping in each other's arms disappeared suddenly.
Jacob's face was sullen, and his voice was still hoarse as he had just woken up. "I know. If I were
slightly sober, I wouldn't have held you."
In order to cover up his embarrassment, Jacob took the first step into the bathroom with his clothes,
and Avery quickly cleaned up the hair that fell on the bed after closing the door.
Jacob unbottoned his shirt angrily. He felt puzzled. They were obviously still husband and wife; why
should he explain holding her to sleep?
After thinking about it, he felt that he had not performed well just now. When he was about to throw the
shirt into the dirty clothes basket, his thumb came into contact with her fallen hair.
He wouldn't have cared too much if there was only one hair. However, the hairs scattered all over his
arms. He roughly counted them, and there were about twenty.
In the past, when Avery still had long hair, she always complained about severe hair loss. She tried
various shampoos, but they didn't seem to have any effect. She also laughed at herself as to whether
she would become bald one day.
At that time, she was naughty and jumped on his back and joked, "Honey, if I become bald one day,
can you shave your hair too?"
Jacob's eyes flickered. Were all women's hair loss so severe?
He then thought of her pale face and her explanation not long ago. "I didn't lie to you; I was just sick..."
The next moment, Jacob opened the door and walked towards the bed.