Chapter 158 Provoke and Ask for a Beating?
This was an order.
There was no room lor negotiation or bargaming
Did Viola want to draw a clor line with him so badly but no matter low hard lie ITINI, she relused to accept him
So was she really determined to be a stranger to luim for the rest of her lite?
Orlando’s lowed myelashes trembled, and lots gradually appeared in luis c’yes.
His eyes were no longer filled with the violence and viciousness he had felt before.
He felt that his heart was being rubbed by someone, and he was in so much pain.
His pale, handsome face couldn’t hide his weakness
Viola saw the expression on liis face
But there was not the slightest change in the coldness on her face, and she raised the document a little higher.
Orlando held his breath, his fingertips trembling as he took the document. His heart was extremely complicated.
Just as Viola turned to pick up the pen on the coffee table, she heard a hissing sound behind her.
Orlando’s eyes were cold as he tore the document into pieces without hesitation.
And this time, he even went too far to directly throw it over Viola’s head!
The white scraps of paper fell on her head.
Provocation?
Viola was really angry.
Her anger was surging, rolling, and roaring, rubbing up to the top of her head,
Viola ground her teeth and said word by word, “Are you courting death?”
The man in front of her was not afrald at all. When Orlando looked at her, his deep and dark eyes were extremely
gloomy.
His well-defined hands slid to the belt around his waist and he untied the buckle neatly, as it he was about to pull it
out.
“Whal are you doing?”
Viola slood still
Was Orlando so angry that he wanted io luit hier?
With his current strength, did he really think he could beut me!
Viola stared at Orlando angrily and gritted her teeth, waiting for him to attack
The next second, Orlando folded his belt and stuffed it into her hands.
Then Orlando turned around and lonelt on one knee. His broad back, which was only wearing a thin white shirt, was exceptionally straight.
He said, “I won’t obey this order. I even made you angry. I accept my punishment. You can whip me! You can beat me until you feel better!”
Viola was confused.
What is that?
Her anger was about to bursi out. But all of a sudden, Orlando made her laugh in anger!
“Is there something wrong with your brain? What special hobby is it? Are you a masochist?”
Orlando bit his lower lip and his eyes turned red.
He was not a masochist.
Even though Orlando had suffered in the army and was injured, he was still afraid of pain.
But compared to the pain, Orlando didn’t want to lose Viola. He didn’t want to be a stranger to her. That would make him more uncomfortable and suffocating
“I only do this to you! I tried my best to repay the debt I owed you, not for the sake of being a stranger to you, but because I wanted you to give me a chance to start over with you. I really like you!”
Orlando spoke too much at one time, and his throat was dry. He couched until his shoulders trembled, and his back was still straight
“Like?”
Viola pursed her red lips and looked down at him quietly.
Her eyes were like deathly stillness, and her tone was cold and emotionless.
Viola said, “You should have said this three years ago. I don’t want it anymore. To me, late love is worthless.
“You want to start over again? Impossible.”
Orlando suddenly felt a sharp pain in his breath. “I’m sorry…”
He clenched his fists, sniffed, accepted his late, and closed his eyes. “Then you can beat me. It’s impossible for me to
sign it anyway.”
Viola furrowed her brows. “Is there something wrong with your brain because of the fever in the past two days? With your weak body that has just recovered, how many times can you withstand my ruthless blows?”
She also knew that he had just recovered from his fever…
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