The night was deep, with a bright moon hanging in the sky, casting a silvery-gray hue over the earth. The evening breeze blew gently, causing the lace curtains to flutter.Lillian Veblen was tossing and turning in bed, unable to sleep, her heart filled with thoughts of her daughter, Fenfen.How is she doing now?Suddenly, the bedroom door was pushed open, and a tall, imposing figure entered.Bernard Coleridge, his long, lean body wrapped in a dark gray robe, walked towards her with long strides. The sash of the robe was left untied, revealing his well-defined, wild chest. His short black hair was dotted with water droplets, and his chiseled, mysterious face gave off an aura of distant, almost unreal allure, exuding a dangerous, mature masculine charm.He stood by her bedside, his dark eyes slightly lowered, their intense gaze fixed on her through thick, long lashes, full of focus and passion.Lying on the large bed, Lillian Veblen could only pretend to be asleep, hoping he would
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