Chapter 22

Orabella:

Tears filled my face when I saw the man standing before me. It seems that whenever I am most desperate, he appears in front of me.

Vincent's face was dark, but I was not afraid; on the contrary, seeing the light in a dark place made me want to rush to catch that light.

I wanted to struggle but could only impotently lie down and look at Vincent for help. Before I arrived, Clement had his men give me some medicine. I don't know it well, but after I drank it, my body had no strength left, even weaker than when I was starving.

Seeing Vincent motionless, I looked at him with teary eyes. Did he misunderstand me and Clement? But this situation is hard not to misunderstand. I was half-full on the bottom, and Clement covered himself with me, his knees propped between my knees, head down.

"Oh, I thought that a big character who is not afraid of death would dare to appear in my area and be wild. Unexpectedly you." Clement smiled faintly, getting up from my body. "What are you doing her