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Chapter 805 - 805 Robert Taylors Favorite Thing

Chapter 805: Robert Taylor’s Favorite Thing Chapter 805: Robert Taylor’s Favorite Thing As footsteps approached, Robert Taylor stood up like a coy young girl, immediately rising to greet the lover he had been waiting for at the door.

Upon seeing the tall, handsome man outside the door, Robert Taylor smiled.

“I’m sorry, I was delayed by some matters, did I make you wait a long time? Are you tired?” the man asked with concern, caressing Robert Taylor’s face with his hand.

Robert Taylor shook his head and said, “I’m not afraid of waiting, I’m just afraid you won’t come.”

“How could that be possible? I could miss any appointment, but yours is one I must attend,” the man said as he embraced Robert Taylor and entered the house.

The two were quickly in each other’s arms, kissing and caressing each other as if they had been longing for this moment for a long time…

Everything was so natural.

Everything was so tender and passionate.

Wave after wave of enchanting scenery unfolded between them, and the sound of their breaths echoed in the room for a long time.

It wasn’t until much later that they managed to melt away the longing of their days apart.

Lying in bed, the man asked, “How were your check-up results?”

When Robert Taylor thought about the results, all the discomfort surged up in an instant.

Feeling the change in his body, the man knew the situation was far from ideal and hugged him tightly, gently saying, “Don’t be afraid, I will always be by your side. From now on, I’ll simplify all my work and accompany you for the rest of your days.”

“Robinson, the doctor said I have less than two months left,” Robert Taylor said in a low, somber voice.

Although Robert Taylor called the other man Robinson, this man known as Robinson was not much older than him—perhaps only three to five years his senior at most.

This man called Robinson was indeed the Robinson Family’s Third Young Master, Richard Robinson, who was one day younger than Jonathan Robinson and had a different mother; Richard had a square face that contained a unique gentle beauty not commonly found in men.

“Don’t think too much; who knows, maybe with a better mood, you could live another two months,” Robinson said, holding his hand in his own, “For the remaining days, every extra day we live is a gain, isn’t it?”

“Having called you Robinson for so many years, my biggest wish was to grow old with you. Who knew that fate would not be so kind to us,” Robert Taylor said, his words laced with sadness.

Facing his imminent death, although he had prepared himself psychologically, he still could not hide his reluctance to leave this world.

Here was the man he loved, his home, his career, his friends, and his women…

Of course, the one he found hardest to leave was right in front of him.

“You wanted a child, didn’t you? Once the child is born, I’ll take good care of them as they grow, and let them watch me age—how does that sound?” Robinson said softly, his eyes full of indulgence.

Thinking of his original plan, Robert Taylor couldn’t help but give a bitter smile, “I never expected Amelia Wilson to be so difficult to win over. I thought I had time to slow-play her, but I never anticipated this sudden change leaving me with little time left. It seems that even the heavens don’t want me to accomplish this.”

“Don’t worry, I will help you fulfill your wishes,” Richard Robinson promised with a kiss on his lips.

Robert Taylor looked up at him, and seeing the profound affection in his eyes, he felt much better.

If Robinson had said such words to him, then he must intend to fulfill this task for him, though Robert wondered how he planned to do so.