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“I trust you. But I need you to forget all this and let it go,” Stuart’s fingers swept her skins. Her soft, delicate skin tempted him. “These are not the same thing. You couldn’t hurt Hicks. I couldn’t let anyone hurt Donald, either. I believe you understand this.” Eddie said anxiously. Donald’s done a lot for her. She couldn't let him die. “Could you understand my feeling all these years?” Stuart asked her in a low voice. Eddie could feel he was struggling to control his sorrow and anger. “...”Eddie wanted to hold his hands, but he avoided it, “Stuart, please stop.” “I promise I won’t hurt him,” Stuart said coldly. “He’s sick now. He couldn’t ensure any irritation. If you destroy the cooperation, he would be driven to crazy,” Eddie looked really anxiou