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It was so late in the night that Justin decided to take Anne to rest at a hotel. He felt that she was already tired. "Come, let's take a rest first." Justin placed Anne on the edge of the bed and raised his hand to touch her head, eyes soft and gentle. When he looked down and saw that her shoes were already covered in mud, his heart suddenly warmed up. "Have you walked a lot?" Justin looked up at her and looked straight into her eyes. Anne nodded and said, "Yes. It seems that I have never walked so much. Give me a good massage." "Alright." Justin choked with sobs. He helped her to take off her shoes and hold her feet in his hands. He was silent, but his heart was filled with mixed emotions. She had never suffered for a day. It could be said that she had grown up under the spoil of his father, Callan. Generally speaking, walking could be regarded as suffering for her. "Anne..." Justin only called her once and stopped. "Hmm?" Anne looked at him in confusion. When she saw him remain silen