Chapter19

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I stood there, still in shock, trying to process what had just happened. My mind was a whirlwind of confusion and embarrassment. I couldn't believe that I had just been forcefully kissed by him.

"Uncle... you..." I nervously clenched my fists.

"I'm sorry," he buried his head in the crook of my neck, letting out a soft sigh. "I couldn't resist."

My heart skipped a beat.

I felt like my limbs were useless.

He reached out and gently pulled my hand. "Did I scare you?"

"Yes," I replied, my body stiff and unable to meet his gaze.

"Should I... be gentler?" he asked, as if seeking my opinion. But before I could respond, he pressed his lips against mine again.

This time, however, he was much gentler. He kissed the corners of my mouth delicately, holding my hand and softly rubbing it.

I felt like I was losing myself. I had no control over my own body. When he finally released me, I found myself pressed against the wall. Thankfully, he had protected my head with his hand, or else I felt like I would have been embedded into the wall.

I thought that would be the end of it, but he told me to go first.

"Go inside, I'll stay here for a while and find you later," he said, his voice hoarse and filled with a layer of mist in his eyes.

Hearing his words, I dared not dwell on them and quickly opened the door and ran out.

Back in the ward, I went to the bathroom and splashed cold water on my face, trying to calm myself down.

But it was no use. No matter how calm I tried to be, whenever I thought of the moments when he kissed me, my face turned red in the mirror.

Afraid that my roommate would wake up and not see me there, I steadied myself for a few minutes before walking out with a flushed face.

But as soon as I stepped out, I saw that my roommate was awake.

"Lorraine, thank you," she looked exhausted.

"It's okay. I'll be here with you," I stood up and adjusted the IV tube in her hand.

"What's wrong with your face?" she finally noticed my flushed face.

Thinking about how she was still sick while I was kissing Albert in the hallway, my face turned even redder.

"Don't worry about me, I'm not in pain, just a bit tired," She reassured me.

She really looked tired, so I didn't dare to talk too much. She fell asleep again.

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