Let's Get Married

Just as Robert is about to faint, Pehry finally stops. Robert thinks that everything has past, but he doesn't realize that this moment is the beginning of his nightmare.

"You are the first one who dares to covet my girl."

Robert keeps shaking his head. The arrogance he has shown earlier dissipates, leaving only endless panic and fear.

"How should I reward you?" Pehry‘s smile is creepy. "What if castrate you?"

"! !"

Robert's eyes widen. Even though his mouth is already bloody, he still manages to restrain himself and say, "No, Mr. Pehry, please forgive me..."

Pehry deliberately says very slowly to torture him.

Robert hurriedly nods, afraid that he will really castrate him a second later.

However, after Pehry asks this question, the only cold smile on his face disappears. Instead, it is replaced by an extremely dark and gloomy aura, "If I spare you, won't everyone dare to shit on my head in the future?"

Robert is very nervous, as if he is sitting on a roller coaster.

Seemingly tired of this conversation, Pehry stands up again, rubs his ankles, fiercely kicks on the spot between Robert's legs under Robert's frightened gaze...

Not a single sound comes out. The tsunami-like pain strikes and Robert completely faints.

Pehry hears the sound of flesh-splitting and retracts his feet in disgust. He walks out of the bathroom and instructs the bodyguards, "Take him out."

"Yes sir."

come in and drag Robert out, looking like they

in the private room are all standing at the door now. They have long heard the commotion in the bathroom.

That's horrible.

the result

they aren't the ones who

this, the men shiver. The woman who deliberately spilled wine on Jasmine's feet

Pehry isn’t simple. Although she won't be beaten up like Robert, her life will

to imagine that she

of the bathroom, Pehry opens the door of the cubicle and squats beside her. The girl's already petite figure appears even more fragile in his dark

with panic and fear. She obviously does not recover from what

her shoulder. He is afraid of frightening her. "It's fine, I'm here. No one can hurt

whisky, but everything that has happened forces her to wake up. The thought of him kissing another woman in the private room makes her unable

touch me..." She resists softly, and

withdraws his frustration

and props herself up by holding the door of the compartment. However, due to the alcohol and

is willing or not. He steadily drags his long arms over her back and holds her in his arms. Seeing her pale face, his expression becomes

head and smells the familiar smell. Suddenly, she wants to cry. Tears fill her eyes and she tries her best to hold back, "I want to go

a home. She doesn't have

wrap around her once

her thoughts and only regrets what he did just now. If he didn't get angry, if

so after putting you in the car, I won't touch you

out of the

chest, Jasmine didn't

her feel much more at ease. On the other side, Karl is getting off the car