In My Desperate Time

Chapter 632: You're the Best Gift in My Life 14

"Where have you been?" I snap at her.

I am a little worried when I see her drenched.

Where has she been?

I am worried about her. But the words of concern are on the tip of my tongue.

"It's raining. I can't get a taxi. So I'm late."

She says to me.

When she raises her head, I suddenly notice a bright red mark on her face.

Who hit her?

Who dares to hit my woman? But it's like a burn.

One thing I dislike about Jane is that she always doesn't tell me anything.

No matter how much I do, I don't seem to be able to open her heart.

So, I just don't say anything.

"You got off work at 5:30 in the afternoon. It didn't rain at that time." I chuckle.

I really want to know where she went after work.

Go to Noah? What about the bruises on her face?

She looks away unnaturally and says to me, "I went shopping."

Shopping?

If she went shopping, then why does she have the bruises on her face?

Even now, she is still lying.

She is still unwilling to tell the truth. What exactly is she trying to hide?

"Where's your purchase?" I look at her empty hand and stretch out my right hand towards her.

'Damn it! This man has to push me like this, hasn't he?' Jane thinks to herself.

She rolls her eyes at me and says coldly, "I have no money and can't afford it, OK?"

No money.

How can my woman have no money?

My assistant happens to apply for a black card for me. I haven't decided how to use it yet.

I take out a black card and throw it to her.

After getting the card, she suddenly becomes cunning.

Could it be that she wants to pay me back with the money on this card?

And then, she will get rid of me.

Is she this unwilling to be with me?

I feel a great compulsion to throttle her.

"Don't have any evil ideas. You can only buy things with this card. As my woman, you can't be too shabby."

Her clothes are all old styles. It seems that she hasn't bought any clothes these years.

I know that she wasn't happy when she was with Andrew.

Since she is with me, I must make her happy every day.

"Thank you, boss." She looks up and smiles sweetly at me.

This makes the red mark on her face even more conspicuous.

"What happened to your face?" I frown and stroke her face.

"It hurts."

She shrinks back. It seems that she is in real pain.

"What's going on?" I ask with a grim face.

"I accidentally burned myself while drinking coffee."

She looks down and says to me.

Burned herself?

Did she want coffee, or did her face want it?

"You can burn yourself like this? Jane, are you too naïve, or do you think I'm stupid?"

"Believe it or not."

She says casually and goes upstairs.

I can't get the answer from Jane. So, I call my subordinate and know that she has gone to Steven's house.

I feel even unhappier while thinking about that Steven often looks at her covetously.

Afterwards, a woman who liked Steven asked her to a coffee shop.

When she came out, she had this red mark on her face.

...

teach that woman called Violet a lesson, so

on my hands,

roof for a

than an hour.

her door

says loudly inside

It is so late. Do you have

corners of

me, who else can endure her explosive

many women who

I reply in

matter?" She

"Drink with me."

and pull

down, pour myself a glass

with her around,

and look at the woman beside me, only to find that her eyes

like she

But it should be all

and hand the glass

the winery to brew? It won't make you drunk or have a rash.

know if I am trying to cover

a long time to pick out

for a moment before picking up the glass

good." She says and gulps the wine

glass of wine

like she really

have to keep an eye on her and cannot let her drink in front of other

get another

for the fruit wine, I just leave it for

wine and she continues to drink the fruit wine. Soon,

dazed and should be a

you say I wouldn't get drunk? Why am I a little dizzy? Did you drug the wine?"

smell of fruit wine mixes with the fragrance of her body, which makes me a

I am lost

drug you? What I said is that you won't get drunk with one drink. Look how many cups you have

anything else and just leans against

night is beautiful, and the woman

Everything touches me.

what it feels like to love someone but not get him?"

can I not

the one

clearly feel that she

does she

Steven? Or her

it is, it upsets

I stare at her tightly

I am drunk."

stands up and retreats step

me? Is she afraid that I

continues to retreat, she will

that it is dangerous

"Stop."

face changes and I order in a low

act rashly for fear

she trips over the box beside her. She leans back uncontrollably

for her, grabbing her and pulling her back

state of shock. I am even more frightened. Even my hands holding her are trembling

stop. Can't you

have been slower just

nearly ten meters above the ground. If she really falls down,

you were going to

wronged and

Hit her?

like someone who will hit

I will hit women,

"Am I so scary?"

scares me. I'm going back to

she

she doesn't intend to tell me

soon as she goes downstairs, my phone

a message from

know she posts something without

all, I only follow

she doesn't know

big idiot! You scare

my

her savior? This

afraid of me, I'll scare

and leave a

"Oh?"

.....

alarm comes

am doomed! I am

post is deleted

like the scaring her thing

to Santos on a business trip. After

suddenly asks how I

Birthday?

I've already forgotten.

and say,

says, "That is great. I've prepared a

he directly leaves before I

I refuse, it will

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