Chapter 229 Let''s Have a Talk


    Upon hearing Logan''s words, the corners of Laura''s mouth curled into a mocking smile.


    "Brother, I miss you so much..." She turned around and hugged Logan tightly. Laura acted like a


    spoiled child just like before, just like she had never left for so many years.


    After returning home, Horace put ra on the sofa, then turned around, walked into the room, and took


    out a medicine box.


    Horace took over the alcohol with a cotton stick and carefully disinfected ra''s wound.


    "Err." The alcohol rubbed against her wound, and ra felt as if she had been bitten by a bee. She


    couldn''t help but pull back her foot.


    He used a little strength to fix ra''s ankle. Horace looked up at her and said, "Almost there, don''t


    move. Can''t let the wound be infected." His tone was gentle, and his eyes were full of love and worries.


    Looking down at Horace, who was treating her wound, ra thought of the scene in the cemetery


    where he protected Laura in his arms. She did not know whether she should be happy or sad.


    After wrapping the wound with bandages, Horace closed the first aid kit and ced it on the tea table


    beside him. He got up and sat down beside ra.


    "ra, let''s have a talk." Horace stared at ra seriously. "There are some things that I want to make


    clear to you. I..."


    "I''m thirsty. I want to drink some water." ra suddenly interrupted Horace. After that, she wanted to


    get up and go to the kitchen.


    "I''ll get it. Don''t move." Having stopped ra who was about to get up, Horace went to the kitchen to


    pick up a cup of warm water for her.


    Taking the cup, ra looked down at the water in the cup and drank it little by little.


    "ra, we..." After seeing ra slowly finish a ss of water, Horace spoke again.


    However, ra interrupted him again. "Horace, I want to take a shower first. I was surrounded by them


    just now and was covered in sweat. It''s ufortable."


    Horace looked at ra suspiciously and replied, "Okay, it''s not convenient for you to take a shower. I''ll


    help you."


    "There''s no need!" ra quickly refused. "I... I''ll be careful myself. Don''t worry, I''ll be fine."


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    "Let''s go." Ignoring ra''s words, Horace bent down and wanted to pick her up.


    "You don''t have to help me," Pulling down Horace''s outstretched hands, ra looked at him with a firm


    attitude. "I can do it myself."


    "I''ll carry you to the bathroom." Seeing that ra insisted, Horace had no choice but to agree.


    "Okay."


    After carrying ra to the bathroom, Horace moved a bench over with his feet and let ra sit on it.


    "Can you really do it yourself?" He was really worried about her being alone, so he confirmed it again.


    "Yes." ra lowered her head in response. After adjusting the temperature to the proper temperature,


    she turned around and left the bathroom.


    After seeing the bathroom door close, ra breathed a sigh of relief. His stiff body also rxed. He


    looked at his feet wrapped in bandages in a daze, and there was no movement for a long time.


    Closing the bathroom door, Horace looked in the direction of the bathroom with a thoughtful look in his


    eyes.


    Just like that, the two of them were separated by a door, thinking about their own matters.


    After taking a shower with difficulty, ra found that there was no change of clothes in the bathroom,


    so he had to wrap herself in a bath towel.


    After changing into her pajamas in the bedroom, she had just turned around after closing the wardrobe


    when she saw Horace standing behind her.


    She lowered her head and avoided Horace''s eyes. ra only felt that her heart was beating very fast.


    In the end, he couldn''t avoid what was supposed toe.


    "ra, listen to me..."


    "Horace, I''m tired. Shall we go to sleep?" ra bypassed Horace and wanted to walk to the bed. She


    knew what he wanted to say. She didn''t want to hear him talk about that thing.


    He gently grabbed ra''s arm and trapped her between himself and the wardrobe. He raised his hand


    to caress ra''s cheek, and his tone was full of helplessness.


    "ra, what are you afraid of?"


    "What are you afraid of?" ra was also asking herself what she was afraid of.


    The scene where Horace tried his best to protect Laura, the scene of him in a daze when he saw she


    was wearing clothes simr to Laura''s, the scene where Horace told her with a cold face that he did not


    like the blue roses and wanted her to throw the flowers away and the scene that Horace smiled and


    said happy birthday to Laura... All the past memories shed through ra''s mind.


    How could she not be afraid of these things?


    Horace still couldn''t forget Laura. If Laura''s death could cause such a huge impact on Horace, then


    what about the Laura now, alive and gorgeous?


    Thinking of this, ra felt that her heart was aching so much that she couldn''t help but shed tears.


    How long could she and Horace hold on? When would they be separated?


    ra lowered her head and did not speak. In a short while,rge tears fell to the ground.


    He reached out and raised ra''s head, which had been lowered. Horace saw that her eyes were red


    and tears kept flowing down, quickly wetting her face.


    With a light sigh, Horace gently wiped ra''s tears with his thumb. "Are you upset about Laura?"


    Hearing Horace''s direct question, ra didn''t know how to answer.


    Of course, she cared. Laura was someone that Horace used to love. In the past ten years, Horace had


    never forgotten her. A ne, a pen... every single thing that she left behind was so important to


    Horace. Now that she was back alive, how could he not care?


    But could she tell this to Horace? If she told him that she didn''t want Laura toe back and disturb


    their lives, what would Horace think of her? He would definitely think that she was a vicious woman.


    How could she have such a vicious thought towards a person who had escaped from death?


    Shaking her head gently, ra''s tears dropped even more. She had no way to deceive herself and


    Horace.


    Nodding her head hard, ra cried so hard that her words were intermittent. "Will you... leave me


    because of... Laura?" She sobbed.


    "My silly girl." Horace''s heart ached as he hugged ra tightly. "Don''t worry. Laura''s existence won''t


    affect our rtionship. To me, she''s already the past."


    "Then... you just said that you wanted to talk to me. About what? Don''t you want to talk about Laura?"


    ra asked, not believing Horace''s words.


    "No, I want to talk to you about our previous quarrel." Looking at ra''s tearful face, he felt distressed


    and somehow felt a little cute.


    ra, who was so openly jealous, really made him feel... Well, there was a kind of happiness that


    could not be described.