Chapter 958 Sweet and Happy Times
Alexander's clothes were drenched.
Later, he just stripped down and showered with Ava.
After they cleaned up, he dried Ava's hair and body with a towel, then carried her back to the ward, laid her on the bed, and tucked her in.
Ava lay there, wrapped in the soft sheet, the night light streaming through the window, highlighting her delicate, sculpture-like face.
Her skin had this natural glow, like every inch was a masterpiece crafted by an artist, with long, curled eyelashes that stood out.
Her lips were red and tempting, slightly upturned, giving off a hint of seductive charm.
In the quiet night, the ward was filled with a serene and warm vibe, the faint light adding to the room's cozy feel, like a dreamy sky.
Alexander looked at Ava, his eyes filled with deep love and obsession, his gaze like bright stars, sparkling with intense emotion.
Every look was a fusion of their souls.
His eyes showed endless longing and pain for her.
He couldn't tear his gaze away, every breath feeling her presence.
How long had it been since they were like this?
He loved everything about her, whether it was her looks, body, or heart. No matter how much she hurt him, he couldn't stop loving her.
Watching her peaceful sleeping face, he felt immense happiness and inner peace.
But along with it came a crushing pain.
His love for her couldn't be fully returned.
The barriers and misunderstandings between them couldn't be resolved.
He wanted to protect her, to make her happy, but anyone else had the right to, he no longer did.
Ava didn't want him anymore.
Alexander silently gazed at her face, his heart filled with complex emotions.
This love brought him both pain and joy. He was willing to give everything for her, even his life, just to play an important role in her world, to protect her and keep her happy.
"Ava, would you let me protect you? Let me be a part of your life? Even if not as a husband." Gradually, Alexander's gaze became crazed.
He turned to the door, locked it, then came to the bedside, slowly lifting the sheet covering Ava.
Her entire form was exposed before him, even the slightest flaw was perfect in his eyes.
His gaze worshipped her as if he were looking at a goddess.
He climbed onto the bed, hovered over her, his rough palm gently caressing her delicate face. "Ava, can we make love tonight?"
Then he said as he recalled, "Do you remember our sweet and happy times? Do you remember the first time, you cried, your face blushed, you were so shy. I thought I hurt you, so I kept comforting you, and didn't dare to be too rough afterward. But gradually, you got used to it, then held me, and begged me. Those times were so good, why didn't I cherish you?"
"Ava, can we start over?" He lowered his head and kissed her lips.
Then, it became uncontrollable, touching every part of her from head to toe.
Ava's eyes remained tightly shut, her brows slightly furrowed.
She seemed to feel a strange sensation in her body.
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