Come Back to Me

Elsa glared at Bob and said resolutely, "I don't want to hear it. Let me go. Bob... Don't bother me again. I was too stupid in the past. I deserve it. "

"You're my wife. Where else do you want to go? You will never be able to escape from me for the rest of your life. " Elsa couldn't get rid of his hand. She looked at him weakly and said, "Let me go. Please take it as I beg you. I'm really tired, so tired."

Then he bent over, kissed her cheek and said in a soft voice, "Silly girl, you are depressed. You are torturing yourself." Without answering, Elsa turned her head to look out of the window. Bob sighed, sat back in his seat and started the car.

Along the way, Elsa had been staring out of the window blankly. For several times, Bob tried to speak in all kinds of tones, but failed to attract her attention. In the end, he had to give up.

After the car parked outside the house, Elsa was still sitting in the car, turning her head and staring straight ahead. With a smile, Bob bent over to hug her, but Elsa dodged quickly.

"If you don't get out of the car, what do you want to do?" Bob said lightly, but his eyes were staring at her face sharply. Her mind was really too simple. She thought when he was annoyed, he would go back angrily and then she would run away?

Elsa still stared ahead expressionlessly. Seeing that she was still unwilling to speak, he had to sigh and pick her up first. Bob put her on the sofa in the living room. He wanted to take her to take a shower first, but when he saw her lifeless face, he couldn't help but feel a little worried. He had to sit next to her, turned her around, held her cold little hand and began to explain everything to her.

angrily knocked off his hand on her cheek, turned around and sat aside without saying a word. Bob sighed heavily, but still insisted on turning her body around and forcing her to look up at his serious

this, Elsa widened her eyes and looked at him as if she had heard a big joke. Her reaction made his

it be possible? Bob... What makes you think I care about you? Can you be half as good as Brody? In terms of appearance, he is younger than you, handsome and smart. You are as old as a temptress of

young and promising, while Bob could be described as mature and thoughtful. His cleverness could be said to be cunning, and was enough to make people surrender to him. His demeanor was absolutely able to charm women of all

trying to swallow a swan. Do you really think you have the qualifications to marry me? If I didn't naively think that you were really useful and that I could make use of

eyes and said nothing. Elsa was shocked by his cold eyes. She clenched her fists and was about to stand up when a pain came

didn't loosen her wrist, instead, he tightened his grip. Elsa

make a loud noise. She looked at him in horror. Bob sneered, raised her chin with his slender fingers, and stared at her face with his black eyes. "Yes, you're right. I'm such a person,

up and shouted, "I've told you. Our marriage doesn't count. It's just a banquet.

said coldly, "Call the police? You are really a lady from a rich

and said, "I... I sue you.