In point of fact, the diamond ring was kept in the safe by Tristan for more than ten years. His daughter once wore it out of curiosity and was punished to kneel at the door of the Secret room for two hours.
I spent all my time, energy and even dignity, but I couldn't get it in my hands after such hard work.
True and fake love were definitely shown clearly.
At the moment, I changed the ward. Linda followed and moved to the bed next to me. "Nurse, my lower part hurts so much and my stomach is uncomfortable. Am I sick?" she asked the nurse nearby.
The nurse wore a mask, but still couldn't hide her embarrassed look. She then answered with a little smile, "It's a little fever, Miss Writhe. You just came out of confinement. You may need to be more restrained in sex."
Linda frowned and said coquettishly, "Okay, then you talk to him later. I told him to be gentle last night, but he didn't listen."
The nurse gave her an injection and infusion, but Linda kept twisting her body, as if she had lice all over her body. She kept shouting in pain to the other end of the phone with headphones on and the exposed phone screen was shown with Tristan calling.