Chapter 183 Will You Remember Me?
His heart wrenched with pain. He felt like he couldn’t breathe.
He wondered desperately, what should I do to get her back?
Viola turned around and took a footstool from the small sofa in the room. She sat opposite him with
a serious look.
“I didn’t mean to force you to cancel the agreement. I just think you seem to be in constant pain recently. And the special drug 023 can intensify the pain. You saved me, and I help you relieve the pain. It’s fair.”
Orlando stared at her and did not reply.
Viola continued to explain, “As for the employment contract, since it has been settled last time, and I recorded your promise, I won’t mention it again.”
Orlando thought, does what she said mean she starts to trust me?
And does this mean that everything I have done recently makes me a little closer to her?
“Aren’t you afraid that with your antidote, I will bully you and hurt you since you’re not stronger than me?”
Viola smiled in a charming way.
“Will you?” she asked.
“I will not,” Orlando replied firmly with a weak smile.
Viola suddenly narrowed her eyes and chuckled. “Aren’t you afraid that what I’m giving you isn’t the antidote for 023, but a worse and more torturous medicine?”
“No.”
He thought, even if she was ruthless as she said, I would not hesitate to inject it.
“That’s right. So this is the real antidote. It’s yours. Inject it,” Viola said calmly.
Now?
Orlando looked down at the box in his hand.
At this moment, he was already pushing himself to the limit and was extremely exhausted.
He thought, if I inject it now, Viola is so smart that she will definitely discover something is wrong with me.
She doesn’t like owing people. If she knew that night at the bar, the thing was not sulfuric acid but
Super 404, she would probably be guilty.
However, guilt does not mean love…
He did not speak or move.
“What? You don’t believe me?”
Orlando shook his head and said weakly in a low voice, “I injected it on my own. This time… Can you help me?”
He handed her the black-gold box, and his voice carried a little sweetness.
Viola didn’t take it. She gazed at him.
“Just this time,” he added.
Viola accepted it, but she found he had no intention of taking off his clothes. Instead, he leaned back and lay back on the chair.
“What are you doing? Take off your clothes and stretch your arm.”
Orlando tilted his head, revealing his neck which was as pale as paper. His sexy Adam’s apple moved. “Inject into the vein in my neck, please.”
Viola glanced at him and didn’t hesitate. She directly injected the needle into the vein. Her actions
were not gentle at all.
The neck vein injection was very painful.
was
However, Orlando only frowned slightly and kept a calm look.
With the thumb-sized bottle of the drug, it only took her ten seconds to finish the injection.
Viola casually threw it into the trash can. When she looked back, she saw Orlando looking at the sunset again, motionless.
He looked relaxed but dull.
Viola still thought there was something wrong with him. Just as she was about to ask, Orlando spoke to her, “Viola, if I die, will you remember me for the rest of your life?”
His voice was not serious at all. It seemed the question he asked was not important. “No, I won’t.”
Viola raised her eyebrows and sneered. “If you die, I will soon forget you and continue my life. But it is said that bad people live longer. I’m afraid a bad man like you probably won’t die easily.”
Orlando laughed, complaining in an amused voice, “‘You really are a … ruthless bad woman.”
He thought, what is ridiculous is that I like her badness, her ruthlessness, and her everything
He was so obsessed with her that he couldn’t stop himself.
“I never said I was good,” Viola didn’t deny.
Orlando merely smiled. That smile was faint. His lips were pale, and his long curly eyelashes
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