Lovin’ in the Moonlight

She herself admired herself for being so courageous.

Maxton West frowned, looked at her somewhat pale and overly pale face, lowered his head, hooked her chin and responded with a deep kiss that almost left Fairen Evert breathless.

After a long time, seeing her eyes tightly closed with a very difficult look, he finally released her with satisfaction, then looked at her deep inhalation, and his tone was light: “Why are you so well behaved today, not like you.”

Fairen Evert smiled, “I’ve figured it out, you … are so good, how many people want to get closer than they can.”

Maxton West looked at her, I don’t know what came to mind, reached out, heavily pushed her to the ground, looked at her wretched appearance, indifferent tone: “Accompanying sleeping tool only, no need to add drama for yourself, but you are indeed very good today, say, what do you want.”

She was pushed to the ground, and the old wound on her palm hurt, she sucked in a breath of cold air.

Hearing his words, Fairen Evert gave a lurch, half-heartedly, and a smile lifted her lips: “I think it would be excellent to read more books, and if you can’t go out, it would be excellent to learn about the world as others see it from books, wouldn’t it?”

“Can. But this young master really doesn’t want to see you today, so get the hell out and go sleep in the other room.”

With that, he took off his shirt and prepared to go into the bathroom to take a shower.

Fairen Evert got up from the floor, her eyes were dry and sore, she stood in the hallway, looked around for a while, and found a random room to sleep in.

But, I don’t know if it was her psychological effect, but in the middle of the night, she seemed to hear a little faint sound, very softly …

But when she tried to listen carefully, but she could not hear anything.

Because of this, she almost lost sleep and thought she was hallucinating.

However, when she got up the next day, although she did not lose sleep, she was also in a trance. She stayed in bed for a while and when she went out, the bodyguard did not stop her, but just kept following.

After washing up, she couldn’t wait to get into the study, and thinking about the scene last night, she took the book under the bookshelf.

However, when she opened it with anticipation, the book, the only place with folded corners had been torn off, the whole side.

How could that be? Yesterday she clearly saw that the person had only folded a corner … and this book was the only one with a yellowish cover in the third row of the bookshelf.

Fairen Evert looked back at the rows of bookshelves and got a little dizzy.

It couldn’t be, it couldn’t be. Did she look at it wrong?

After thinking about it for a while and not coming up with an answer, she went back to her room and remained as dazed as she had been all day.Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Sometimes she thought of Maxton West for no apparent reason.

For several days in a row, her performance was very low, and only when Maxton West was around did she fluctuate more.

This day, Maxton West just came home, did not see her figure in the room, searched around, but finally found her in the closet, Fairen Evert, sleeping under the closet, because of the long absence of sun, her complexion is very white, white some strange.

The sound woke up the person, Fairen Evert slightly opened her eyes, the next second, a pair of wide, warm hands covered her eyes, the vision was dark.

She just seemed to see … Maxton West’s nose bleeding?

Who could have hurt him?

She tried to rip away the hands that blinded her vision, but Maxton West wouldn’t comply, covering her to death until finally, Fairen Evert smelled the blood in the air and inexplicably didn’t want to move.

“I’ll keep my eyes closed, and I won’t open them unless you agree, but can you please not cover my eyes.”

She whispered, “It’s uncomfortable.”

It felt like the hands froze for a moment, and the next second, slowly moved away.

Maxton West crouched next to her, watched her for a moment, and turned to go into the bathroom.

When he came out half an hour later, Fairen Evert was still lying in the closet, eyes closed, curled up there, seemingly asleep.

But when he walked over to her, Fairen Evert suddenly turned around and uttered, “Can I open my eyes now?”

He hesitated a moment: “I don’t want to see you, yourself, stay outside.”

After a moment’s hesitation, “Open your eyes.”

She answered yes, that’s what she wanted anyway, eyes not to see as clean.

It turned out that just as she got back to her room, there was a knock on the door, and I have to say, the moment she opened it, she damn well hoped it was him outside.

Maybe she really was sick. Maybe it wasn’t the psych she was supposed to be looking at, it was the brain.

Outside the door was the psychiatrist from before, she had lost her appetite for days, plus that face was just a little sick.

The man offered to smile at her, “Miss Evert, it’s been a long time, it’s really not right to disturb your sleep in the middle of the night, I hope you’ll bear with me.”

“No.” She stepped aside a bit to let the man in.

The door was left open and several bodyguards stood outside looking at them as if they were vicious sinners.

The doctor was outwardly unusually gentle and kind to her, but in his hand he was writing something with a pen on the paper in front of him.

Fairen Evert glanced at the bodyguards behind him, and his heart ached, then withdrew his eyes.

“Miss, I hope you have a better life.”

The doctor wrote at the top of the note.

Fairen Evert glanced at it, then laughed out loud and whispered, “Doctor, what is your interest after sending me out? Nothing to gain, since we’ve come this far, there’s no point in hiding it is there?”

The man lowered his head: “Miss Evert’s health does not look good recently, the tongue is white, it seems to be weak and short of breath, what are you eating these days?”

The hand was writing “When you leave, it’s much easier for someone to replace you.”

Fairen Evert smiled gently, like a spring breeze, and said, “I haven’t had much appetite for the past few days, so I haven’t eaten much.”

Seeing that the bodyguards outside the door had let down their guard, the other party directly hit the nail on the head: “Later, you pretend to faint and I will have someone carry you into the room.”

Fairen Evert could probably guess what they meant, but she was confused as to how they were going to “transport” her out.

But she did it anyway.

As expected, the scene was a panic, she was already pale and frightening, and the fall made her heart flutter.

When lying in bed, it was quiet outside, because she kept her eyes closed, she was not sure if there was anyone outside, if someone saw her open her eyes later, then everything was ruined, after a pause, still kept her eyes closed.

However, the West family doctors came over to check it out, frowning slightly, whispering, no one wanted to be the first one out.

When Maxton West came back, the whole room atmosphere was low to the extreme, and several female doctors subconsciously took a few steps backward at the sight of him, retreating to the back of the crowd, just in fear that he would point to himself.

More than admiration and admiration for this man, people are more afraid.

The kind of fear that penetrates deep into the bones.

“How is she doing?”

Maxton West looked at the woman lying on the bed, and for a moment, his heart gasped with pain.