The Return of the Disguised Princess

Chapter 163

Chapter 163 Traitor

Amelie barely looked in the direction of the voice, and it was Lamont who came and punched Jay with a face full of anger.

“Touch her, I will kill you!”

Amelie took a deep breath and used her last strength to call out Lamont’s name.

“Lamont, you almost lost me”

If it wasn’t because he was in a hurry to see Amelie, Jay would have been beaten and permanently disabled by Lamont.

“Cynthia told you to come here, and you came here. And you ran to such a far place to eat for a fucking script, and risked your life.”

Lamont took off his clothes and wrapped Amelie up, while complaining about Amelie, he didn’t know whether it was disgust or distress.

He hugged Amelie horizontally, only to feel her body burning hot.

“Mr. Byron, at what time are you still blaming me?”

Amelie’s voice was a little aggrieved, and tears actually fell from the corners of her eyes.

“Extremely tired, exhausted…”

Amelie was talking nonsense while still clutching the room card tightly in her hand, just

in time to fall into Lamont’s sight.

Thinking that she could no longer bear the toss of the journey back and forth, Lamont thought over and over again and went to the hotel next door with Amelie in his arms.

Along the way, Amelie kept talking nonsense, rubbing her head back and forth in

Byron’s arms, and Lamont suddenly felt that this scene seemed familiar.

“Stupid, who has been drugged by others again and again, and takes it for nothing.”

This time, Lamont really disliked Amelie, and when he put Amelie on the bed, Mullen started to be dishonest again, pulling Lamont to not let go.

“Don’t touch me, go away! Go away! Mr. Byron, save me, save me!”

Lamont frowned slightly. The night she had a high fever five years ago, Amelie took his hand and called Mr. Byron for the whole night.

I don’t know why, during this period of time, Lamont’s mind kept thinking about the days when he was with Amelie, which made him very annoyed.

“I am here.”

Time passed by, Amelie took Lamont’s hand, and Lamont could only sit by the bed to accompany her. Later, Amelie kept talking nonsense about Byron’s name, and Lamont ignored it from the beginning, and turned it into a sentence of patient response.

After a while, Amelie suddenly sat up from the bed, looked at Lamont with red eyes, and Lamont was also taken aback.

“What are you doing?”

Lamont was a little displeased, his brows were tightly locked, Amelie suddenly put her arms around Lamont’s neck, and squeezed into his arms, which caught Byron off guard

for a long time.

Amelie’s self–blaming cry.

I

a cold face.

you

harder, sobbing slightly in

said that I was not good, and he

Lamont laugh. This was the first time he laughed from the bottom of his

doesn’t dare, you should slap his mouth

taken aback suddenly, stopped crying and looked up at Lamont. How long had it been since she saw Lamont smile?

Amelie’s kiss

amount of sunlight coming in from

stretched out her hand to block part of the light that fell on her face, struggled to open her eyes, and when she sat up, a

head.

night must be fake wine, just like Cynthia. Amelie still

splashing water from the bathroom made Amelie instantly alert. Was there anyone else in the hotel?

forgot what happened last

and the naked body under the quilt, it’s hard not

her.

the person who came turned out to be Lamont. Amelie’s heartbeat accelerated, and the blood flooded his brain. How could it

Lamont couldn’t help but let out a sneer, when Amelie was not divorced, she rarely saw

only for a bath towel, and the upper body was completely exposed in front of Amelie’s eyes. The wet hair was still

nosebleed.

out what’s going on, yet this man, Lamont, showed

throat, and was about to ask what happened to the two of them, but

you have forgotten what happened last night, do you?”

he said everything that should be said and should not be said, so how can I ask

now, Amelie

on the ground, with a

should know what happened last night, right? Isn’t

you have no

heart, as long as she met his eyes, she would have

don’t you want to turn your face and

that kind of person!

scolded this man several times in

Amelie’s heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably, and it was about to jump out of her

Ms. Mullen recall,

approached Amelie, describing all the unsightly scenes

in her ear.

night. It was Ms. Mullen who

don’t talk anymore, I don’t want

finished speaking, her face flushed, and she shrank herself into the quilt

in the room, and when Amelie poked her

still naked in the bed, not to mention how

where to get the white dress. It was elegant and not noble, and it suited Amelie’s appetite.

I have threw them away. I asked my assistant to send you new clothes, which were the size five

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door to leave, but was

to stay and

wants you to watch me change clothes, pervert! I don’t

knew that the people here were unfamiliar? You also know

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