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.

by Amelie’s self–blaming cry.

sorry Mr. Byron, I offended

asked with a

you offend

even harder, sobbing slightly in Lamont’s

wanted to take advantage of me, but I gave him a slap in the face. He said that I was not good, and

kept apologizing, but made Lamont laugh. This was the first time he laughed from

dare, you should slap his mouth a

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

back, Amelie’s kiss touched his

Amelie was woken up by a large amount of sunlight coming in from the gap in the hotel

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

head.

tired all over. The wine last night must be fake wine, just like Cynthia. Amelie still remembered the sworn

made Amelie

actually forgot what happened

the quilt, it’s hard not to associate with that incident, which

her.

who came turned out to be

when Amelie was not divorced, she rarely

was completely exposed in front of Amelie’s eyes. The wet hair was

nosebleed.

figured out what’s going on, yet this man, Lamont, showed off again.

about to ask what happened to

that you have forgotten

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

crack in the ground now, Amelie will definitely get

ground, with a joke on his

should know what happened last night, right?

have

as she met his eyes, she would have a sense of

don’t you want to turn your face

that kind of

her heart, and silently scolded this man

by little, Amelie’s heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably, and it was about to jump

help Ms. Mullen recall, last night…”

the unsightly scenes last night

in her ear.

last night. It was

don’t

face flushed, and she shrank herself

the room, and when Amelie poked her head out again,

still naked in the bed, not to mention how ugly

Lamont still had a conscience. Nobody knew where to get the white dress. It was elegant and not

my assistant to send you new clothes, which were the

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the door to leave, but was stopped by

me to

“Who wants you to watch me change clothes, pervert! I don’t know anyone here, how can I go

were

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