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"Never had a boyfriend?" A domineering yet gentle voice of a man sounded in my ear.

"Hmm..."

I was pinned beneath him, my face burning, grateful the lights weren't on.

"Then I'll be gentler."

The man chuckled lightly, his fingers deftly undoing the ties of my nightgown.

The cool touch of his fingertips sent shivers through me.

I wanted to flee, but I couldn't.

It took a lot to get to know this man, my brother's illness was progressing quickly, there was no time to wait.

Thinking of this, I awkwardly leaned into the man...

To save up for my brother's medical expenses, I took a job at a club and met Su Shaochen by chance.

As a patron, he must be top-tier.

He was assertive but not rude, never forcing me, and was very considerate of my feelings.

I could even sense a hint of pity in his actions.

For months, I almost forgot my original intention, getting lost in this relationship.

I woke up once again in this luxurious hotel suite.

Clothes strewn across the floor, the familiar Bvlgari bed, the pure cashmere carpet, and the sound of water coming from the bathroom.

I lay quietly on the bed, thinking of how to word it.

Before long, Su Shaochen came out wrapped in a towel, carrying a pleasant fragrance.

He didn't look at me, taking clothes out of the wardrobe and putting them on one by one.

Catching a glimpse of the scratch marks I left on his back, my face flushed again.

"Sir..." I called to him softly.

"Hmm." He didn't turn around, leisurely buttoning up his shirt, replying indifferently.

"Next time... I won't come... My brother's medical expenses are already covered..."

My voice was almost a whisper, eyes downcast, not daring to look at him.

Because of this, I didn't notice his hand paused while tying his tie, and he smirked a bit.

"Alright." He replied briskly, without any detectable emotion.

His well-defined hand picked up the suit jacket next to him and swiftly put it on.

"Remember to take your medicine."

Even if he didn't mention it, I would always obediently take the medicine afterward, never forgetting.

I had already gotten used to it.

Today, however, his deliberate reminder surprised me a little.

But thinking about it, I let it go.

We are people from two different worlds, and after today, we won't meet again.

It's normal for him to worry about a future entanglement, given his prominent status.

Even a tiny connection to him would bring countless benefits.

By the time I looked up, intending to thank him for his help during this time, I realized he had already left.

The room was left with only his lingering scent.

Suppressing the faint feeling of loss in my heart,

I put on my clothes and left his villa.

This memory, it's best sealed in the heart,

From this moment on, I will return to my own life.