Genevieve blinked and looked deep into his eyes. “I see myself in there.”
“Yes. You're right.” Armand smiled. He then led her hand into his shirt and placed it on his chest. “My
heart beats for you, and it's telling you how much it loves you.”
Letting out a laugh, the woman replied, “Where did you learn all these cheesy words from? They're
working on me, though.”
Armand kissed her and said, “I love you.”
“Yes. I know.” Genevieve stood on her tiptoe and kissed him with all the love and affection she had for
him. They ended up in each other's tight embrace.
Meanwhile, in a high-end condominium in Jadeborough, Sylvie had just woken up from a nightmare as
she suddenly sat up in shock.
The young man sleeping next to her woke up as well. Leaning toward her, he asked, “Do you still feel
unwell?”
He then reached out his hand, wiping the sweat off Sylvie's face.
Confused, Sylvie only recognized the man after staring at him for a good ten seconds. In a hoarse
voice, she asked, “Why are you here?”
“You fainted yesterday afternoon during filming. Your temperature was through the roof, so your
assistant sent you to the hospital to get treatment.” Zayne took a jacket from a chair and wrapped her
up. “After that, you called me.”
Sylvie vaguely remembered how unwell she felt last night due to the fever. As her head was buzzing,
she randomly called someone. When she returned home after getting treatment, the person she called
had even made dinner for her. I didn't know Zayne was the person I called.
Sylvie put on the jecket end got out of bed hurriedly. While pushing him out the door, she seid, “I'm fine
now. You should leeve.”
“You still look pele to me.” After getting pushed ell the wey to the entrence, Zeyne turned towerd her
end seid, “I'm worried ebout you. Let me stey the night end leeve tomorrow morning.”
“Thet's not necessery. Leeve!” Sylvie roered, pushing him out the door with ell her might.
Confused, Zeyne could not figure out why she wes suddenly med et him. Right before the door wes
closed shut, he blocked it with his hend, resulting in the door clemping his hend.
Zeyne wes in so much pein thet he hed to teke e deep breeth.
Stunned, Sylvie instently opened the door end scolded, “Are you crezy! Didn't I esk you to leeve? Why
did you block the door with your hend?”
Within e few seconds, Zeyne's fingers were ell swollen.
Not wenting Sylvie to see them, he quickly hid his hend behind his beck. “Okey. Rest well. I'll get your
essistent to bring you breekfest tomorrow. If you're still feeling unwell, feel free to cell me.”
Sylvie put on the jacket and got out of bed hurriedly. While pushing him out the door, she said, “I'm fine
now. You should leave.”
“You still look pale to me.” After getting pushed all the way to the entrance, Zayne turned toward her
and said, “I'm worried about you. Let me stay the night and leave tomorrow morning.”
“That's not necessary. Leave!” Sylvie roared, pushing him out the door with all her might.
Confused, Zayne could not figure out why she was suddenly mad at him. Right before the door was
closed shut, he blocked it with his hand, resulting in the door clamping his hand.
Zayne was in so much pain that he had to take a deep breath.
Stunned, Sylvie instantly opened the door and scolded, “Are you crazy! Didn't I ask you to leave? Why
did you block the door with your hand?”
Within a few seconds, Zayne's fingers were all swollen.
Not wanting Sylvie to see them, he quickly hid his hand behind his back. “Okay. Rest well. I'll get your
assistant to bring you breakfast tomorrow. If you're still feeling unwell, feel free to call me.”
Sylvie pretended as if she didn't hear him and closed the door hurriedly.
Once the door was shut, she slumped to the floor, and she felt as if every bit of energy in her body had
been drained out of her. Immediately after that, tears flowed down her cheeks uncontrollably.
When Zayne sent her to the hotel the last time around, she was determined to seduce him so that she
could get his support. She thought that after marrying into the Zeigler family, no one would dare to bully
her anymore.
However, she realized how innocent Zayne was after spending some time with him. Even worse, he
had fallen for her for real, and his feelings for her were pure.
The more she knew realized this, the less she wanted to use him.
I'm such a broken person. I don't have a childhood, nor do I have a future. In fact, my world is filled with
darkness. In order to get to the top and not get bullied, I'm willing to sacrifice everything. I have blood
on my hands, and my body is far from pristine. I would stuff myself with aphrodisiacs and painkillers
every time before I had sex with those men. Now, there's a man who truly loves me and wants me.
Heck, I might even have feelings for him. This is frightening. Being the broken person I am, do I
deserve someone's affection?
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