The air inside the carriage is burning hot.
Rachel Stuart wants to run, but Thomas Grey holds her so tightly that she could not break away.
Thomas Grey knows that he is a little impatient, but as soon as he sees her, he could not control himself. Thomas Grey wants to tell everyone that the woman in his arms belongs to him.
More than once he even has the thought to hide her completely from anyone.
He knows he is sick, badly sick, but he likes her too much to help himself.
Only when the woman in his arms couldn't breathe did he suddenly let her go!
“Don't say anything, don't scold me, I know I'm wrong, just for a moment, just for a moment...” Thomas Grey holds her tightly and breathes heavily against her ear.
Rachel Stuart doesn't have the strength to scold him now. She's faint and collapses on him. She doesn't have the strength to say a word, let alone scold him.
Thomas Grey sees Rachel Stuart lean against his body, his chest, which has been empty for more than two decades, seems to be filled up in an instant.
“When will you let me go?” Rachel Stuart lies in his chest and asks lightly.
“I don't know.” Thomas Grey chuckles and strokes her cheek. “I'm sorry.” He admits his mistake.
“Why you apologize?”
“Without your consent and I...” he doesn’t need to finish the sentence, “Please give me some time, I'm not very good at controlling myself, I'm very excited to see you, I like you very much, very much...”
“Have you always been like this?” Rachel Stuart asks him.
“What?”
“Always say you love someone? So casually?” Rachel Stuart doesn't even know why she asks this question, and she just feels weird.
They haven’t known each other very long, but she finds it uncomfortable if he said the same thing to other girls. She feels uncomfortable, very.
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