Fortunate to Have You This Lifetime

Chapter 207: Night Raid (Five-second memory reward plus update)

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The juice squeezed from the fruit was a beautiful pinkish-purple color, which seemed charming and enchanting.

Purple Summers drank two cups in a row, and Alexander Summers didn’t allow her to drink any more, fearing that she might upset her stomach.

Purple obeyed his instruction quietly and continued to do her homework. After she finished all her assignments, she casually picked up a book and started reading, leaning against the bedside. She appeared very calm.

Alexander had noticed something odd about her mood today, but he couldn’t understand why it was changing.

At times, she was unusually obedient, while at others, she was inexplicably irritable or moody, leaving him unable to make sense of her actions.

She was clearly happy while riding the horse, and then suddenly she became angry and wanted to get off.

She was obviously unhappy when she wanted to eat the pomegranate, but after the juice was made, she seemed quite happy to drink it.

At night, the two of them lay in the same bed.

Alexander wrapped his arm around her waist from behind and asked, “Purple, were you unhappy today?”

Although he felt that her mood was often changing, Alexander thought that she seemed more unhappy than not.

“What’s there to be happy about after being kidnapped for no reason?” Purple’s tone was faint, her voice calm.

Alexander couldn’t sense her mood and felt even more uneasy, subconsciously holding her tighter.

After remaining silent for a while, he asked again, “What can I do to make you happy?”

Purple’s heart sank upon hearing this.

She wanted to say: There’s nothing you can do to make me happy.

Yet, the words in her heart changed into a sigh when they reached her lips, sounding somewhat melancholic and desolate.

“Alexander, if you really like me, you should respect me and set me free. Otherwise, even if you forcibly keep me, I’ll never be happy,” she said.

Alexander held her in silence, as if carefully chewing on every word she said, every expression.

“If I give you respect and freedom, will you like me?” he asked.

Purple’s body tensed for a moment, as if pricked by something, “No!” She bit her lip, “I won’t like a pervert!”

She had a thousand, no, ten thousand reasons not to like Alexander – whether it was their sibling relationship or Alexander’s shameless actions, these were all reasons for her to reject him.

She shouldn’t like him.

She should hate him!

Alexander’s breathing paused, as if a sharp tool had cut through his heart, causing a stifled pain.

It was impossible not to care.

Although he had anticipated this situation, the deeper he fell, the more he cared about Purple’s feelings. Unrequited love was bitter, hopeless, and difficult to let go of.

If everyone could easily let go, would there still be people in the world trapped by love?

It doesn’t matter…

He told himself: It doesn’t matter, as long as she’s still by my side, that’s enough.

It was extravagant to expect mutual love; since he already had her, he should be content.

He kissed her neck and their skin touched, allowing their body warmth to slowly merge, warm and cozy.

This genuine and wonderful feeling eased the pain in Alexander’s heart.

— It doesn’t matter, she still belongs to him.

He told himself this.

Yet, deep inside, there was an emptiness, a surge of cold wind that swept through his chest, chilling to the bone.

The night was very quiet.

Alexander couldn’t sleep.

Purple was exhausted and sleepy, but she couldn’t sleep either, so she closed her eyes and pretended.

Later, she heard some strange noises.

The mansion was huge, but there were few servants. Purple couldn’t tell where the sound came from.

After listening carefully for a while, the noise gradually approached. Purple grew alert and abruptly sat up in bed.

It was the sound of fighting!

“Alexander…” Purple turned to wake him up but suddenly realized that his eyes were open in the dark. She was startled.

Alexander sat up but didn’t turn on the light or show any intention of checking things out. He pulled Purple into his arms, kissed her, and gently patted her back.

“Don’t be afraid,” he reassured her.

Purple nearly spat blood.

Someone was almost at their door! Was now the time for being affectionate?!