Albert held her head against his chest and whispered softly: "Stay, I can give you everything, and I will do whatever you say..."
Any woman would be weak in the arms of such a man.
Even Catherine, who died, would agree because of her momentary weakness.
As for whether she could do it in the future, she didn't care for the time being.
"This can't be done."
She knew very well that the road in front of her was a dead end: "What you see and feel is just an illusion.
If I can't complete the task, I will be dead; if I complete it, I will be there."
It's my destiny to disappear from this world and then go on a new mission.
I should go back and rest."
"No, just stay tonight, please."
Albert refused to let go.
Before she could react, he hugged her to the bar and kissed her neck.
That kind of itch can bring out the most primitive things in her heart, but she still has a choice.
Her whole body tensed up, and her voice became trembling due to her efforts to endure it: "Let go, otherwise I will have to call Barron out."
"Don't be so cruel..."
Albert still didn't let go, caressing her ears and neck, breathlessly whispering: "Leave me some memories... so that I can think about them forever. you..."
"No" she replied firmly, also speaking to herself: "If you get me, it will only destroy all the good memories.
Let me go, don't let me disappoint you."
Albert stopped, and after holding her tightly for a long time, he finally let go.
He turned around suddenly and walked into the bathroom as if he was angry.
Looking at Albert's tall back.
Seeing him enter the bathroom was an indescribable feeling, but there was definitely a sense of loss involved.
People will always have emotions such as desire and desire.
The bathroom door was always open, and Albert did not close it, which gave him another choice.
You can walk out immediately without anyone stopping you; you can also chase her in, maybe without opening your mouth to comfort her.
Albert has already picked her up and everything will follow.
It will definitely be an unforgettable affair and enjoyment. . .
This choice is very difficult.
Although Barron is in another room, he is not an idiot.
It will definitely not come out at this time.
Then she must take care of herself.
Julian has already sacrificed for her, and there is no room for sand in the eyes of heaven, and all ugliness will be eliminated.
Now that she and Sneed are a couple, don't insert another man.
Otherwise, you will push others to a dead end.
Slowly get off the bar.
She walked out and walked out of the suite.
The slight sound when the door closed softly made her heart tremble with the sound.
Albert should also be able to hear it.
I wonder if his heart will tremble at this moment?
Back in the guest room, Sneijder was already in the room, sitting on the sofa.
"I asked Barron to cancel a room, and he agreed."
Sneijder stood up and walked over.
He gently held her face with his hand: "What's wrong?
Your face looks ugly."
"Nothing."
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She forced a smile and rested her head on Sneijder's chest.
Although Sneijder is not as tall as Albert.
But this is the chest that suits her and will always be her place to lean on.
"Are you tired?"
Sneijder hugged her, let her lean against him, and stopped talking.
After a long time, she felt that her mood had stabilized, she raised her head and said with a smile: "Let's go to bed early."
On the last day, voting closes at five o'clock, after which the votes will be counted and the results will be announced at ten o'clock.
Even those who know they will not be elected will still come out and shout a few words to increase their exposure while all the media are out.
After all, state legislators only have a two-year term and cannot be re-elected.
If you can’t choose this time, there will be a next time.
Of course, Abbott also went out, but he did not have the bright smile on his face as before.
He only shook hands with voters and took photos with them politely.
Barron blocked all questions from the media or dismissed them in official language.
Everyone naturally thinks that this is normal.
It is already very difficult for a man whose wife died just yesterday to stay calm and come out.
It is impossible to face everyone with a smile.
While sitting in the car, Albert, who had not spoken to her since the morning, suddenly whispered: "This time it really hurts my heart."
She turned her eyes looking at the scenery outside the window to Albert, but what she saw was that he was still leaning on the back of the chair with his eyes closed.
I don’t know whether it’s the murmur in a dream or the whisper in my mind when I’m awake.
She hesitated to speak.
In fact, everything that needed to be said had already been said.
There was no point in saying more.
She turned her head to the side and looked out the window.
The largest private room in the hotel was reserved, and the private room, which can accommodate hundreds of people for weddings and ceremonies, was filled with ribbons and campaign slogans.
The reporters are also waiting outside the door.
Even if the election is no longer suspense, they still need to take pictures.
This is their job.
Albert still smiled casually, as if he was a different person.
Sitting on a chair somewhere, his face was livid, but his eyes were fixed on her from time to time.
I was furious, so I walked out with four bottles of water.
The teammates were all outside the door, so naturally they had no good work assigned to them.
They blocked the red belt two meters away from the door and no one could cross the line.
If a reporter wants to get away with it, it is the job of his teammates and other bodyguards to "persuade" him out.
It seems that Albert still takes good care of her.
There is a lot of hard work here that may offend people.
"Do you want water?"
she walked over and asked softly.
"Yes."
Regel reached out and took a bottle, opened it and poured it into his mouth.
After drinking half the bottle in one breath, he said, "Bring us some food later."
"Please don't go in.
There will be enough time for the media to enter before ten o'clock."
Gordon kept trying to dissuade the reporters who tried, and took the time to turn around and said: "You don't need to bring the wine, just get something more convenient."
Regel put the half bottle of water next to him, then took a bottle from her hand and gave it to Gordon, who continued working in his place.
Gordon unscrewed the lid and drank water in the same manner as Regal.
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It was obvious that they were both thirsty.
"Hey, then" Rudolph didn't drink, but threw both bottles to the other bodyguards: "Bring us some more."
"Didn't anyone bring water?"
She frowned slightly.
"Too busy and can't run away."
Sneijder told the others: "I'll get water, you guys wait."
"Okay" someone responded immediately.
But at this moment, there was another guy, trying to sneak in from one side, and two bodyguards immediately stopped him.
This guy was unhappy and shouted about the right to freedom of the press.
The bodyguards held his arms from left to right and forced him out: "I'm sorry, this is a private party.
You have the right to freedom of the press, but we have human rights."
There was just one person here, and there were two more who were determined to rush in. .
"No, just wait."
She turned around and went inside, finding Barron.
But it seemed that Barron was also very busy, with all kinds of calls coming in.
Albert didn't want to answer the phone, so he blocked them all.
Albert sat here with a long face again, and after thinking about it, he might as well solve it himself.
I looked around and asked a hotel attendant: "I'm sorry, could you please bring a box of water to the door?"
The waiter replied with a smile: "I'm sorry, I only care about the service here.
If you go to the door, you should ask the staff in charge of that area."
I was so choked that I could hardly speak.
I had to look for him outside the door.
If I could find him, the bodyguards at the door would already have water.
Okay, let's think of another solution.
After looking around, he pulled over a food cart with small snacks and started piling bottled water on top.
Now the manager of the conference hall came over: "Madam, what are you doing?"
She loaded the bottles into the car and said nonchalantly, "Oh, it's nothing.
I'll give some water to the people at the door."
He put two more bottles of water on top and clapped his hands deliberately: "Since your staff said they are not responsible for external matters, and I can't find anyone else to help for a while, I will take the water out.
As for what is missing here?
, then he should take care of it."
Now it was the supervisor's turn to choke, but he responded quickly: "It's because he's not doing things right.
If you have anything, you can tell me.
I'll ask someone to take care of it immediately."
"Be more prepared."
Albert stood behind him at some point, with his hands in his trousers pockets.
He must have seen everything just now.
"Thank you for coming.
We will definitely let the media in before ten o'clock."
All the campaign staff who were originally celebrating were handing out drinking water at the door.
The hotel also moved two tables to serve coffee and some small desserts.
Albert stood at the door and watched for a while.
The reporters took photos, videos, and asked questions at first.
When water, coffee, and desserts were brought over, everyone thanked them first.
By the time they were about to ask questions again, Albert had already retreated into the venue.
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Waiting at the entrance of the conference venue, there is no time to eat, everyone is well-dressed, and they are too embarrassed to eat here with a fast food.
I didn't expect to be provided with some food and drink.
Even though the food was simple, it was unexpected.
Regel took half a bottle of water and watched the hungry media pouring coffee and eating desserts like a dinner party.
When he said that Albert was a really nice person, he said softly: "This guy He’s really a good person.”
"Please use it slowly."
A service staff pushed a cart to where the bodyguards were for their convenience.
"You guys watch, I'll get some."
Regel hurried over.
Seeing how hungry these teammates were, she said a bit apologetically: "I'm sorry."
Sneijder said happily: "You don't have to do this.
It proves that that guy didn't get any benefits from you, so he would treat us like this.
It only takes one meal, and I am willing to go hungry for a whole day."
It was really annoying and funny, but thinking about it, it might be the same, and she burst into laughter.
He pinched a cookie from the plate that Regel brought first, stuffed it into Sneijder's mouth, and blocked his mouth.
The tense atmosphere outside suddenly became very mild, as if it had become a second venue, a tea party for the media.
Her teammates also relaxed, and she walked in with confidence
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