Since the last time he saw Jessie, Lawrence had never seen her, not even asking her a question.
In fact, it was not that he didn't want to, but that he dare not.
When he was shot and hurt, he really hated her to the bone, but in the moment when she appeared, all the hatred disappeared.
In the face of this relationship, he knew that he was passive and humble, so he could no longer let himself be.
Even if the missing tortured him, Lawrence had to grit his teeth and hold it back.
Only when they both had enough space to calm down and think could they clearly know how good he was to her!
Knock...
"Sir, I have cooked crucian soup for you. It's good for your wound. You must drink more."
Lawrence looked at Aria, who was standing by the bed, with a smile on her face and gently scooping Soup for him. He couldn't help but think, 'if only this is Jasmine.' Then he asked, "how's Jasmine doing these days?"
Her hand holding the bowl trembled slightly, and the hot soup spilled on the back of her hand, instantly turning red.
Aria pretended to be calm and said, "it's good. She eat well and sleep well."
"Really? "He looked at her suspiciously. When he saw that Aria nodded her head, a touch of disappointment and sadness instantly blurred his eyes.
Didn't Jasmine miss him?
Even if it was just a little bit?
Lawrence didn't believe it, but he couldn't find a reason to doubt it.
After all, Jasmine had said more than once that she wanted to be free and leave him. Without him by her side, Jasmine should be very leisurely.
It was normal that Jasmine didn't miss him.
"Sir, have some soup first. It has been cooked for hours." Aria handed the soup to him, and then Lawrence took it and drank it casually, completely unaware of the taste.
"Sir, with all due respect, I don't think Miss Jasmine cares about you at all. Look at you lying here because of her. She doesn't care about you at all. Do you think it's worth doing this for her?"
"Is it worth it?" Aria asked. Lawrence lowered his eyes, bitterness spreading in his heart. "What's the meaning of life if we have to care about whether it's worth it or not and whether it's worth it or not?"
"But it's meaningless if you only pay for it without any return. What you have done is worth it in your own eyes. You are willing to do it, but in others' eyes, you are just a contemptible scoundrel. "
"What about you?" Lawrence fixed his eyes on Aria and said, "Haven't you always been doing this for me and never cared about return?"
"……"
Aria was stunned for a while, and a burst of bitterness surged up in her heart.
"I don't care about the reward, because you gave me my life. No matter whether my love for you can be completed or not, I will always be yours. Even if you don't care about it. "
"In fact, you don't have to do that, Aria." Lawrence was helpless and embarrassed. Back then, he saved her not for any special reason. When he saw her lying in the jungle at her last gasp, like an abandoned animal, he felt pity for her.
"I didn't have any reason to save you at the beginning. I kept you by my side only is that you need a stable residence, and I just need a talent like you. I have no other meaning."
"I know you don't, but people all have feelings. Even if we are not in love, there will be family affection, the love of master and slave between us. Am I right to be loyal to my master? "
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