When Hermosa entered Kieo's room, he looked very weak with the oxygen machine on his face.The anger she had felt at the prospect of confronting him suddenly diminished.No matter how angry she was, she couldn't do anything about a sick patient.She felt a little uncomfortable inside and was about to open the door to the room to leave when she heard the man in the bed call out to her faintly."Her.... . Her... Hermosa... .don't.. .leave..."She still didn't have it in her to lose her temper with a patient. She rushed to call the nurse."Miss, the man in the hospital bed seems to be awake. You take good care of him. I'll leave first."But the man in the bed suddenly opened his eyes and turned his head to stare in Hermosa's direction with a look of anxiety on his face.He struggled to sit up from the bed as Hermosa was about to leave, but soon nearly fell to the floor as his abdominal wound tugged at him.He ripped the ventilator away and tried to go after Hermosa, startling the nurse.
Hermosa does not see Brent out to greet her when she returns home.Instead, Elisa ran in from the balcony on her bare feet when she heard that her mother had returned, and took Hermosa's hand and want to tell her what had happened in the new kindergarten."Mummy! Elisa has so much to tell you lately."Hermosa's face is full of fatigue but she still manages to put a bitter smile on the corner of her mouth."Elisa, how were you and Daddy this afternoon?""Daddy came home and played with me for a long time. And he told me lots and lots of interesting stories.""That's good. Where is daddy now?""Daddy is in his study.""Good girl, go and play while mummy waits in the living room for daddy to come downstairs for dinner." Hermosa didn't know what was going on between her mummy and Brent and thought that Daddy had left work early today and Hermosa had come home late for other reasons. Hermosa found that Brent had kept himself inside the study and seemed to have been busy with work.Her
It could be because the vibe was so good right now, or it could be the adrenaline. Hermosa couldn't help but smile and turned her head slightly sideways, coming up to the man's ear, " Brent, should we-" should we go to the bedroom? "Hmm?" Brent didn't hear the second half of the sentence for a moment, wrapping his arms around the person in his arms, his palm resting on the girl's back and patting her gently. Once she was on her feet, Brent let go, fixing his sleeves as he asked, "What did you just say?" Hermosa took a few steps back and regained some of her senses a little. Her breathing was steady and her heartbeat back to normal. "Nothing." Hermosa smiled. The two men went back to their respective rooms. Brent went back to his study first to continue his work, and Hermosa stayed in the living room, lying on the sofa and playing with her phone. It wasn't until late in the evening that Hermosa heard a commo
"Sir! Aren't you curious as to what I said to Keio in my room today?"Brent, who had been a little hesitant, frowned unhappily at the sound of his name.When Brent didn't say anything, she clutched Brent's hand tightly."I told him that I wouldn't be seeing him in any form again.I actually had something I wanted to say to you when I came back to the ward today."She dropped her eyes and her lips began to stop trembling."You've been avoiding me all day today. The person I need most is you... Well..."Tears actually seeped out of the corners of her eyes as she said that. What she needed more than anything today was the comfort of Brent!"Why are you being so cold to me today..." Her eyes gradually lost their sparkle and even her arms drooped. Brent couldn't resist leaning down and kissing her on the lips, not going deeper, just the touch of lips on lips. The girl in his arms seemed to settle down a little, and Brent put one hand on her back and caressed her, lowering his h
"What exactly do you want to hear? Is it that you want me to think back with you about all the bad things that have happened recently?" Hermosa sounded a little cold."Like you said, we should ease into each other's emotions." Hermosa's eyes flushed and her breath caught. . She couldn't catch her breath for a moment, covering her heart spot, her head burning. "Hermosa." Brent rushed forward to hold the little hedgehog and soothe her, "Take it easy, breathe slowly." Hermosa, too, sensing a physical abnormality, closed her eyes and tried to calm her breathing. "It's my fault." Brent rested on the girl's back, brushing back and forth along the spine, "I'm sorry." Hermosa didn't say anything, her chest still heaving violently, emotionally unstable. "I'm sorry." Brent apologised over and over, "I'm sorry." "It's my fault that I treated you badly." Brent bowed his head slightly to the girl's face, "I'm the one who's sorr
Brent carried her home and before he could say what he wanted to say, Hermosa took the opportunity to hide in the bathroom and take a shower.Brent shook his head and lay down on the bed to wait for her.He was afraid that Hermosa would wake up and pass out in the foggy bathroom, so he kept an eye on the bathroom."Sir... Would you come here for a moment!" Brent put down the file and sighed, wondering if he'd ever get the chance to propose with his ring again.It always seemed like the timing was off."Sir!""I'm coming! What's wrong with you . .Her... .Hermosa..."As soon as he opened the bathroom door, Brent was unable to take a step away from the sight firmly in front of him. The girl was leaning against the sink, her shirt still loose, a large portion of her collarbone showing, the hem of her shirt just covering the base of her thighs and nothing underneath it. "Hermosa," Brent stepped forward, his voice still a little hoarse, "get dressed." Brent came to t
After that, Brent gave him a passionate kiss. Hermosa cocked her head to the side and encircled Brent's shoulders with one hand while she deftly undid Brent's tie with the other. Hermosa shifted positions on the bed after her lips were separated. First, she moved around, then she took the tie and wrapped it around her eyes. Finally, she changed her position. It was exactly the same as it had been before, with the tie covering her eyes and her head in the back-in position. Hermosa lays down on her back and anticipates what move Brent will make while she waits. When Brent noticed this movement, he came to a complete halt. Brent moved closer, made a modest adjustment to his tie, and yelled out, "Hermosa?" Hermosa gave a hmph that was a little bit sluggish, waited a little longer for the man to move, and then glanced over at him and asked, "Not doing it?" Brent made a frowning face and made an attempt to remove the girl's tie while
He stopped talking and his soft, thin lips closed around her small mouth, his wet, soft tongue running and tossing over her lips, carefully diving into her mouth. He kissed her softly, provoking her unsatisfactorily, but every time she took the initiative, he deliberately withdrew. She couldn't stop attacking, making the kiss fierce and frenzied, claiming his mouth to the hilt. Brent opened his eyes slightly to look at her. Her peachy eyes were curved, her lower eyelids puffy with pleasure. Their breathing was ragged, Hermosa's belly felt sore and itchy, and her privates, which had been dry, were now dripping wet from the bubbling nectar, moistening her panties. She couldn't help but let out a whimper, her body and mind a soft mess. The arms that had been climbing around his neck couldn't resist roaming up his back, rubbing a fine mark into his neatly ironed suit jacket. "Isn't it tempting to do it?" He asked her in a low voice, some bubbly tones lending a