Chapter 117 His Special Tenderness Towards Her

However, Vivian Donovan was a restless sleeper, constantly tossing and turning in bed, eventually pressing down on her injured arm. "It hurts...it hurts so much..." She muttered, turning over again. Bernard Jacobson couldn't bear to see her like this, afraid she would press on her injured arm again, so he got up and lay down beside her, pulling her into his arms and carefully tending to her to prevent her from hurting herself again. Leaning against him, the familiar scent made Vivian Donovan feel exceptionally safe. She snuggled closer to him, wrapping her injured arm around his waist and her legs around his, falling asleep comfortably. She was quite comfortable, but Bernard Jacobson was in a terrible predicament. To avoid pressing on her injured arm, Bernard Jacobson kept his left hand behind his back, leaning against her, not daring to move. It wasn't until her fever subsided that it was six in the morning. Bernard Jacobson, his body stiff and numb, finally sat up, stretching