Be Spoiled After Rebirth (Selena and Osvaldo)

Chapter 614 Don't Be Afraid Obviously, he is the best person for her.

Selena's curled lashes trembled, her eyes were slightly pale. "But even if | say it, it still hurts..." Harm is something that falls on the person and can only be borne by that person alone, and no one can substitute for it.

Why do we need to say it then? "It will still hurt," Osvaldo curled his lips and his voice beclazy and deep, full of temptation and warmth, "but I will know that you are in pain, and then | will find a way to make you not hurt." She was unwilling to tell him the source of those nightmares, what exactly she had experienced in the past, and who she was...

and he could never enter her world forever.

Selena stared at him for a while, then lowered her head and rubbed his forehead. "It hurts so much. When you disinfected and applied medicine to me, | almost cried.” Osvaldo hugged her waist and embraced her fully, asking softly, "What else do you need?" A gentle breath passed over her face, and Selena remained silent for a moment. A trace of fear appeared in her eyes. "When the car hit me, | was afraid of being disabled, and even more afraid of death.” No one is not afraid of death.

She also knows how to cry.

Just got used to enduring.

Osvaldo lowered his head and lightly touched her cheek, discontent with the cold temperature of her skin. He continued to touch her, inch by inch, saying, "Selena, don't be afraid..." Selena was held in the arms of a man and, upon hearing that affectionate and indulgent address, opened her eyes wide.

She is a treasure that a man carefully cherishes in the palm of his hand.

After a moment, Selena smiled and raised her eyebrows, "I've told you about my fears, but you haven't toldhow to not be afraid." Osvaldo's mouth curled into a slight smile, then he leaned over and kissed her heart gently through the thin fabric of her clothes, his vivid lips landing on her left chest.

"ls it scared here?" Selena's heart raced and she turned flushed in an instant.

She widened her eyes and looked at the delicate face in front of her, seeming to not understand why the man started acting like a hooligan.

The place where he had kissed jumped fiercely, beating as if it wanted to break free from its owner's control and burst out of her chest.

Osvaldo's thin lips moved upward and landed on her eyes, kissing them gently and meticulously.

After a moment, the man raised his head with clear and bright eyes. There was no trace of any obscure thoughts in his gaze or expression, only an indescribably warm feeling. "Are you also afraid here?" he asked.

Selena froze.

She said she was afraid, and he kissed her heart.

She said she wanted to cry, and he kissed her eyes.

It was her misunderstanding...

Selena blushed and whispered, "Yes..." Osvaldo's movements beceven gentler. He devoutly kissed her cheeks, fingers, legs, and wounds, slowly dispelling the hidden and repressed fears.

As he watched her eyes becanimated again, he awkwardly held her in his arms.

Finally, he lightly touched her lips and spoke with a sticky and doting tone, "If you're scared, just tell me. | will always be with you, comfort you to sleep, accompany you through the pain, and prevent anyone from hurting you again. Whatever you want, I will fulfill it for you..." As Selena listened to his voice, a sour and thrilling sensation crept through her body, climbing up from her heart, making it extremely soft.

She suffered from illness in her early childhood, had a very difficult life, and was lonely when she was young. Her heart was filled with responsibility.

Her father was kind to her, but more than that, he provided guidance and a sense of responsibility.

Mother also kisses her tenderly like this, but she rarely gets to see her.

Stanley, who has grown up with her, treats her extremely well, but he never treats her like this.

Only this man would hold her, kiss her, treat her like a fragile porcelain doll, and say these words she had never heard before...

The thunderstorm outside the French window is still going on, but perhaps because of the warm and powerful embrace accompanying her, Selena feels a sense of unprecedented tranquility.

Her long eyelashes trembled as she closed her eyes like animal and whispered softly, "Then you have to stay withall the time. When | wake up, | still want to..." "What else do you want..." She didn't say it out loud, seeming to have already fallen asleep.

Osvaldo finally got the compromise he had been longing for, and looked at her with no guard in her eyes, blood-red thin lips, bent into a paranoid and dark curve, and replied softly, "I'm here." He will always be there, guarding her while she wakes up.

Selena seemed to sense security, her lips curled into a peaceful smile, and she fell into a deeper sleep.

Snight.

Olivia fled in the darkness of the pouring rain.

She never underestimated the power of the Anderson family.

Originally, she killed Selena and had the protection of Christ. Even if Osvaldo sought revenge, she was not afraid.

But now, Christ no longer shelters her for the sake of Selena and leaves her alone to face this night of slaughter.

Olivia deeply resents Selena in her heart.

Selena said that she would be chased at 12 o'clock, so after leaving Christ's territory, Olivia immediately found a hidden and good place to escape and hide.

She has good skills and also possesses curse worms that can protect her life, so when facing those unknown assassins, although Olivia was afraid, she was also confident in her ability to fight back.

She had set up many traps in advance around her, and if the other party really appeared, they would definitely be the first to die.

The ringing of the bells of the street cathedral pointed to twelve o'clock.

Olivia's entire nervous system tightened up.

She is confident that she has hidden her tracks well enough, those people won't find this place for at least an hour.

She hid in the dark, widened her eyes and watched the entrance ahead, quietly waiting for the assassins to appear.

As long as she can kill a group of people and survive, it is enough to demonstrate the strength of Christ, her power.

Just as this thought flashed through Olivia's mind, she felt a sharp pain in her lower back.

If it weren't for the bugs on her body sensing danger and hitting the bottle mouth to sound the alarm, she might have been directly hacked in half by the sudden hidden killer.

Olivia lay on the ground, and her heart beccompletely cold.

How did he find her so quickly? And the location was even behind her? But behind her, there is clearly...

Suddenly, Olivia turned her head, but there was no one's shadow in the pitch-black rain curtain.

But at the stime, she once again felt a sense of danger coming from behind her.

Olivia rolled on the spot and avoided the second wave of danger, his face turning unpleasant.

Damn it! How many people did they actually send over? Just as she was pondering this question, a voice rang out in the dark night, "You're so lucky, it should have been Margot who came..."