Chapter 713: Confirm His Feelings

Jasmine widens her eyes as soon as she hears those blunt words. "Listen to what you said! Who can
feel your sincerity by that?"

Pehry retorts angrily, "You don't like to hear anything I say anyway, so I'll just say something I'm happy
about!"

He is just a mortal. If she questions him over and over again, he will also be annoyed.

He loosens his grip on her arm immediately and turns around to sleep with his scarred back facing her.

Jasmine looks at his miserable back. Although he doesn't say a word at this moment, she has actually
felt all his grievance somehow.

Pehry hides his true feelings in front of others, but doesn't hide anything in front of her. He shows it
when he is happy and throws tantrum immediately when he is unhappy.

Jasmine purses her lips and doesn't know what to do. Should she pretend nothing happens and sleep,
or argue with him clearly?

Forget it.

What can she argue with Pehry? He is much more eloquent than her.

However, the back facing her is just so horrible that it reminds her of how he protected her with his life
tonight...

How annoying it is! Jasmine exhales. She wants to say something but does not know what to say. She
is like a fool at a loss in front of Pehry, having no idea what to do and what not to do.



Early in the morning, after messing around for most of the night, Jasmine finally calms down and her
mind blurs not long after.

In a daze, she unconsciously falls asleep thinking about these things.

Hearing the girl's steady and regular breathing coming from behind him, Pehry turns around quietly to
face her relaxed sleeping face.

What a careless girl! She can still fall asleep in this situation.

Pehry curls the corner of his lips silently, not knowing whether to be angry or happy.

He reaches out, turns off the lamp above his head and falls into darkness. He can't see anything for a
while, but as his eyes gradually adapt to the darkness, her face becomes clearer.

The wound on his back hurts off and on with the treatment of the ointment. He can't really fall asleep
but turns out not very irritated looking at the girl on the edge of the bed.

What happened tonight is unexpected to him. Maybe Pehry felt that his love for Jasmine was a whim
before dinner tonight. But after helping her to block the pot tonight, he sees his heart clearly.

Reacting in an instant without the slightest hesitation is absolutely abnormal for him, who considers the
consequences all the time. The only reason to explain it is that he really likes Jasmine from the bottom
of his heart.

After facing his real feelings, he is no longer eager to deny believing or admitting it as before. Instead,
he feels extremely at ease.

He is very relaxed and even a little excited because he has confirmed something.

In short, Pehry really enjoys how he feels right now.



He raises his hand and brushes a lock of hair beside the girl's ear softly with every finger carrying a
gentle force. The sleeping girl does not know that she would be treated so gently.

What she sees is always a free and unrestrained man.

However, Pehry isn't worried about it. He seems to be outgoing, but in fact, the more precious he sees
her, the more he places her on the tip of his heart, and the less likely he will express it too much.

Although he always only says that he likes her, he treasures her in the bottom of his heart.

Pehry does not like glib people. As a result, if he says sweet words over and over again to a woman,
she must be his true love.

Jasmine is the first one. Before her, no one could stir a ripple in his heart.

He was just playing or taking advantages from each other. Of course, there were some girls begging
him to stay forever, but the circle is too complicated and the people have no conscience, so he just
couldn't fall in love with those girls.

However, Jasmine is different. She is like a ray of sunlight shining into the darkness. Even if she
doesn't say or do anything but just be there quietly, she can bring him light and warmth.

He has always been a cold-hearted person. It isn't that he is evil, but that he has experienced a lot and
can no longer arouse any enthusiasm towards others. Apart from those close friends, anyone else is no
different to him.

Sometimes, even he himself feels it terrible. How can a person be so cold-blooded?

Jasmine is right about it. They were originally from two different worlds. If it weren't for what happened
accidently that brought them to know each other back then, perhaps they wouldn't have any
intersection in this lifetime.



Thinking about this, he is somewhat grateful to the heavens for at least giving him the chance to meet
such a girl.

"Jasmine..." The man moves his thin lips, whispers her name, and curls the corners of his lips
unconsciously.

The night is quiet. At this moment, with her by his side, any pain or injury is worth it.

...

The next morning, Jasmine sleeps until wakes up naturally at nine o'clock. When she opens her eyes,
she sees the tall white ceiling. A few seconds later, she regains her senses and realizes that she is not
at school now.

She is stunned for a moment and suddenly feels someone breathing slightly next to her ear. She turns
her head immediately and sees a handsome face so close to her as if it was magnified countless times.

Pehry smiles at her, his voice is lazy and incomparably sexy after he just woke up in the morning.
"Good morning, darling."

His warm breath is right next to her ears, smelling good with a faint fragrance of peppermint. She looks
at him more carefully and finds him extremely clean and refreshing all over.

Only then does Jasmine realize that he just took a shower since the ends of his hair are still wet with
water droplets.

She shrinks back, trying to stay as far away from him as possible. "You're awake."

"Yes, and I cooked a sandwich for you in person. You can try it later. This is the first time in my life that
I've cooked for a woman. Do you feel honored..."



Pehry is flattering her proudly. But before he finishes his words, the girl on the bed thinks of something
and sits up suddenly, staring at the white pajamas on him with her eyes wide open. "Did you take a
shower?!"

"Yes, I did."

"How could you take a shower? Didn't the doctor say yesterday that you can't take a shower or touch
water?" The more she speaks, the more anxious she becomes. She directly reaches out to pull his
clothes and says, "Take it off and let me see."

Pehry doesn't move and stares at her meaningfully with his charming eyes.

Jasmine pulls him hard. "Hurry up!"

Only then does he nod. "OK."

He raises his arms obediently to make it convenient for her to take off his clothes. The temperature at
home is moderate, so he only wears one layer. With the clothes taken off, all his tight and strong
muscles are exposed. Jasmine does not have time to admire them and is about to look at his back
immediately.

She cranes her neck and sees the dry smooth skin. The wound is also wrapped well without any traces
of water.

Just as she is about to breathe a sigh of relief, she is suddenly pulled over by the arm. Before she can
lift her head and stabilize herself, her cheek is already pressed against a hard and hot chest.


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