Three years of loving him, three days to erase myself from his world novel Chapter 201

Clara was scorched by his hot breath. Trembling slightly, she turned her head away, her voice a little unsteady.

"Julian! Weren't you just going to have some soup? What are you doing now?"

Julian held onto her, refusing to let go. He whispered behind her ear, "Just massage for a little while. You used to do it for me when I was sick before..."

Clara bit her lip.

It was true. In the past, her heart ached seeing him work so hard, so she had specially learned massage techniques from a professional. Every time he felt unwell, she would massage him for a bit.

But that was all in the past!

Clara pushed him away and stood up straight. "No... I'm going to make the soup for you."

Then she hurried into the kitchen.

Julian failed to stop her, grasping at empty air.

He watched her retreating figure, his lips pressed tightly together.

In truth, when a woman turned cold, a man could feel it too.

Clara simply didn't care about him anymore!

Otherwise, she wouldn't remain so indifferent seeing him suffering from a cold...

Julian's gaze turned somber. He looked away and leaned back against the sofa, an air of dejection surrounding him.

Perhaps this cold was indeed severe; he felt absolutely miserable...

Clara busied herself in the kitchen. After the soup was ready, she ladled it into a bowl, brought it out to him, and placed it on the coffee table. "The soup is ready. You can drink it now."

Julian lifted his gaze to look at her.

The living room was brightly lit, and he could see her clearly.

At this moment, she wore casual clothes, her soft hair cascading down her back, framing her delicate, beautiful face. As she bent over to place the bowl on the table... she looked incredibly tender, exuding a domestic warmth.

Watching her, Julian's throat bobbed. As she stood up, he couldn't help but reach out, grabbing her hand and pulling her into his arms...

Caught off guard, Clara fell straight onto his lap. The searing heat and his purely masculine scent instantly left her flustered.

She didn't know what was wrong with him tonight. Flushing with embarrassment, she pushed against his shoulders and struggled.

"Julian, let me go... If you keep doing this, I'll never trust you again!"

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