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Ryan‘ apartment wasn’t in sfancy high-rise. It was tucked away in a more out-of-the-way spot, looked
pretty normal from the outside, but the security was no joke.
When | arrived, there was a middle-aged man waiting at the gate. | remembered him as one of Ryan's
bodyguards from last time.
“Ms. Murphy, go ahead and drive in. I'll let them know to let you through,” he greeted me, then swung the gate
open.
Once inside, another guy showedto a parking spot. Seeing all this security, | couldn't help but feel a bit
uneasy.
But I'd already cthis far; no way | was just going to turn around and leave.
“Ms. Murphy, just go through this door. Mr. Jennings is in his bedroom on the second floor,” the guy reminded
me, making sure | knew where to go.
| went through the door he indicated and stepped into a charming little garden, leading up to a three-story
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtapartment. The exterior wasn’t all that fancy; it had a vintage vibe, almost a classic touch to its architecture.
As | entered the living room, | saw a slender figure standing by the staircase on the second floor.
It was Ryan, dressed in loungewear, his handsface looking unusually pale as he gazed down at me.
“They actually managed to get you here,” Ryan chuckled softly. “What, are you really that worried | might die?”
His words startled me. | quickly set my things down and hurried to the foot of the stairs, looking up at him.
“What's wrong? Is your
illness serious?”
“Just caught a cold,” Ryan said, but he didn’t cdown-he just stood there, watching me. “Why aren’t you
keeping your distance
fromnow?”
His question madefeel a little awkward.
“Weren't you always afraid of getting hurt? Now you're here. If my enemies find out, you could be in real
danger,” Ryan said with a mocking edge.
| knew what | said last tmight have really hit him hard. After all, he probably never had anyone throw such
harsh truths at him
before.
“If you don’t wanthere, I'll just go. | brought you lunch—it’s on the table. Eat it if you want, toss it if you
don’t,” | said, picking up my bag and turning to leave.
He rushed down the stairs and grabbed my arm. “Victoria, don’t go.”
I trembled a little.
Ryan pleaded, “I didn’t really mean to hurt you. | just couldn’t control what | said.”
“Everything you said was true, it didn't hurt me,” | said, turning to face him. “Ryan, when you're sick, you should
see a doctor and take your medicine. Even little kids get that, | hope you do too. You need to take care of
yourself.”
Ryan paused for a moment, then nodded. “Alright, | understand.”
“Go ahead and eat something. I'll hang out for a while,” | said. | couldn't help but think Ryan was still a bit of a
kid at heart,
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Ryan turned around and started unpacking the food, talking as he went, “You know, I've actually got a few
friends. I'm not swalking disaster waiting to blow up I’m really not as dangerous as you think. Believe it or
not, there are plenty of people out there who wantalive and will go out of their way to make sure | stay that
way.”
My heart was pounding as | listened to him.
Ryan glanced back at me. “There are a lot of people tangled up in all this. If someone wants you gone, there'll be
others fighting just as hard to keep you safe.”
Honestly, | didn’t really get what he meant, but since Ryan said it, | figured I'd just take his word for it.
“Yeah, | guess I've just been looking out for myself too much. Didn't mean anything by it,” | said, giving him a
smile.
Ryan gavean understanding look. “I know, | get why you're feeling uneasy.”
He glanced at the three dishes and two bowls of rice I'd brought. “You haven't eaten yet, have you? Why don’t
you join me?”
| sat down at the table with him, and just then, his butler walked in. He nodded atand set Ryan's medicine
down next to him.
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