He could not help touching her delicate and beautiful face. Ryan's eyes, which are cloudy and cold, suddenly become soft and tender. At this moment, he does not have to worry about whether he would be found by her as before.
She is unconscious now and could not see him.
He could only look at her so fondly and tenderly from out of her sight.
He has a humble wish that when Jamie wakes up, she would forget everything that has happened at sea.
"Jamie..." He mutters, bending over to kiss her, but the door suddenly opens.
It's that woman, Ryan's assistant. No one knows her name, but calls her Twelve.
"You seem to like her very much." Twelve comes in. Without any outsiders around, she feels at ease and goes up to Ryan, raising her eyebrows at Ryan’s act.
It turns out that he did that for this reason.
For this woman, he disobeyed that person's orders again and again. In order to protect this woman, he even wants to resist that person.
Twelve suddenly smiles, like roses blooming, and looks very charming.
Ryan doesn't answer her, and he doesn't feel embarrassed that she has read his mind. He reaches out to sort out Jamie's hair.
"It's not your style to go through so many years of careful planning but become hesitant because of a woman." Twelve stands leaning against a table, pours herself a cup of coffee, but she finds that it has been cold.
Twelve looks at him in surprise. Could it be that in order to take care of this woman, he doesn't even have time to make a new cup of coffee?
"It is framed, you know, not planned." Ryan coolly replies, rubbing his eyebrows. He goes to Twelve, and pours himself a cup of coffee.
When he turns around, a drop pf tear rolls down at the corner of his eyes.
Then he gulps down the coffee, which shocks Twelve even more.
Is he still the Ryan she knows before? He never drinks anything cold or overnight, and he is fastidious about life.
But this man makes Twelve feel mysterious.
"Is it worth it?" The false smile on Twelve’s face turns into worry.
Ryan puts down his coffee cup, feels refreshed and ready to stay with Jamie. He sits down by her side and looks at the face he'll never forget and whispers, "I just love it."
He just loves it?
Twelve’s hand that holds the coffee cup suddenly tighten. Then she puts down the cup and pats him on the back with a sharp sound.
Ryan, who only feels a little painful, glares back at her and warns, "If you wake her up, you will die. Don't forget who you are!"
Although the relationship between he and Twelve is good, it’s not to her good if she forgets her identity. It doesn’t matter if they play around at normal time.
Twelve then realizes what she has done. She has lost control and slapped him. Fortunately, she hits on his back. If she hits him on his face, she would not have lived to leave the door today.
"If you continue, you'll lose yourself in the end. Where's the good of this woman? I've known you for so long, how come you haven’t been so kind to me?" Twelve says angrily, poking him with her hands.
But she has not the gut to pat him hardly again.
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