Three Little Guardian Angels

Chapter 1122

Xyla struggled to get herself out of Yorrick’s arms but to no avail. She raised her head to look at him and asked, “When you said you’re going to put me on the blacklist, you were lying, right?”

Yorrick narrowed his eyes. “Yet you still fell for it.”

‘My dad is right!

She gnashed her teeth and asked again,” So, that means you’re toying with me?”

Yorrick secured her tightly in his arms and leaned in closer. There was a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips as he said,” I thought you’re a smart woman, but it seems like I’m wrong. You’re just as naive as other people.” Xyla took a deep breath to calm herself down. “Do you think this is fun?” Yorrick looked at her, but he did not say anything. “I’m sure you have a lot of fun fooling me around like a monkey, right, Yorrick? You said you don’t want to get too involved in a relationship, so I went along with you. You have so many women by your side, so why can’t you just let me go?”

Xyla couldn’t hold herself anymore and cried. She lowered her head, and her chest was huffing up and down rapidly. In the next second, she calmed herself down and forced her tears back into her eyes. “That’s it. I’m out of this.”

her into his arms once again. He cupped her chin with his finger and said, “You’re out? If you don’t want to do this with me, why do you

again. “I approached you?

and forced her to raise her head. “I

stumped, and her heart stopped

our deal. Xyla, I’ve given you a chance to get out of this, but you were the one who threw the chance away.” She froze in his arms, and it took her a while

explanation for what? Do you think I don’t know what you want? You want to do this to me as well, aren’t you?” Yorrick smiled coldly. “If not, why didn’t you say no when I was sleeping with you? Are you sure you don’t have a thing for-” Xyla gave him a huge slap across his face, causing his head to turn sideways and a red welt to appear on his cheek. She expressionlessly picked up her suitcase and walked out of the house. Yorrick ran his finger over the burning hot red

Gulf. She changed her phone number and postponed various advertising endorsements and variety show invitations.

her and Yorrick on the Internet were disappearing one by one, and no one would be talking about

taking any jobs for the past 10

faintly. “I just want to

are you

the loudspeaker. As she folded her clothes, she said, “I’m going to travel. Alright. I still have other things