Chapter 90 His Kryptonite

• "Avery?" With a warm smile on his face, he extended his arm towards her. "Come here."
• Avery approached him step by step. Her every step felt like she was stepping on his heart, and it was soft yet painful. She stopped beside him, half a meter away from him, but it was not enough, not enough.
• Blake held onto her wrist, and with a slight use of strength, pulled her into his embrace. Her slender fingers softly penetrated her fine, soft hair. “You rarely come to the company. What, you miss me?"