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.
...
men to teach that woman called Violet a lesson, so that she will know which people
on my
the roof for a blow. However, it seems a bit lonely if I
has only been less than an hour. So, she probably
walk to her door and knock
loudly
late. Do you have a death
of
who else can
who please me and just have
in a
the matter?" She yawns
"Drink with me."
and pull
pour myself a glass of wine, and drink
around,
look at the woman beside me, only to find that her eyes are
like she wants to drink
alcohol. But it should be all right
and hand
to brew? It won't make you drunk or have a rash. I took the wrong wine
am trying to cover it
takes me a long time to pick out a bottle of wine that has
for a moment before picking up the
says and gulps
glass of wine makes her face
like she really can't
an eye on her and cannot let her drink in
get another
the fruit wine, I just leave it for her
she continues to drink the fruit wine. Soon, she drinks most of the
should be a little
I a little dizzy? Did you drug
light smell of fruit wine mixes with the fragrance of her body, which makes me
what she said, I
need to drug you? What I said is that you won't get drunk with one drink. Look how
else and just leans
and the woman beside me is
Everything touches me.
it feels like to love someone but not
I
the one for
I can clearly feel
who does
Or her
who it is, it upsets
jerk her away and stand up. I stare at her tightly and try to see through her. But I
I am drunk."
and retreats step
afraid of me? Is she afraid that I
she continues to retreat, she will
she know that it is dangerous
"Stop."
and I order in a
act rashly for fear
her. She leans back uncontrollably
nervous and stride for her, grabbing her and
state of shock. I am even more frightened. Even my hands holding her are trembling
you to stop. Can't you
know that if I have been
nearly ten meters above the ground. If she really falls down, she will be broken, or
thought you were going to
wronged and
Hit her?
I look like someone who
hit women,
"Am I so scary?"
says to me, "It scares me. I'm going back to sleep to get over the
she leaves in a
she doesn't intend to tell me
as she goes downstairs,
a message from
know she posts
all, I only
she doesn't
you big idiot! You
my mouth
treats her savior? This little woman is
afraid of
and
"Oh?"
.....
cry of alarm comes
doomed! I
post is deleted by
scaring her
going to Santos on a business trip. After telling her, I
he suddenly
Birthday?
I've already forgotten.
and
great. I've prepared a birthday party for you. Please come at ten o'clock in the
directly leaves before I
has been arranged. If I
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