Chapter 1435

Right now, Oliver was tired; so tired, even his fingers trembled. The cigarette ash fell and burned his leg. Oliver quickly withdrew his leg, and looked down. When he ensured that the ash hadn't gotten on Fanny, he relaxed. "It doesn't matter if you believe it or not," Oliver said indifferently. After all, she couldn't leave. As long as she stayed here, she was his. Oliver noticed her frowning whenever he lit a cigarette. After some thought, he silently extinguished the cigarette and hugged her tightly. Actions spoke louder than words. Fanny endured it passively, not saying anything. After landing on her tiptoes, she went to the bathroom for a quick wash. Then, she lay down on the bed, lifting her legs and resting them against the wall. She just had surgery not long ago. Her body wasn’t yet fully recovered, and now, she was putting it in an uncomfortable position. His anger surged again as he glared at Fanny. "What are you doing?" "Handstand," Fanny replied, seemingly indi