Chapter 0555: Has It Really Passed?
Aurora Richardson was visibly taken aback, then forced a strained smile: "It's nothing, anyway... life goes on."
Hendrick Crawford took two steps forward, raised his hand to clasp her thin shoulder, and whispered in pain, "Aurora, you know very well what I mean."
"Hendrick, it's getting late, you should go," Aurora looked at Hendrick and said softly, "or your agent will be worried when they can't find you."
After saying that, Aurora tried to shake off his grip, but Hendrick held her tighter and stepped closer, embracing her in his arms.
He lowered his head slightly to smell the fragrance of her hair, watching her curly, dark eyelashes flutter like butterfly wings. His heart trembled, as if being weighed down by a mountain and struggling to breathe.
Aurora grew increasingly uneasy and couldn't help but protest softly, "Hendrick, let go."