Win Your Heart

Then, Victor left the bar unhappily with Sophia. He couldn't help thinking about Sophia's attitude to him when they were in the bar just now.

Rita stood alone at the door, her eyes red. She didn't expect that after getting out of the bar, Victor's attitude to her could be so fickle. She was so upset.

"Miss Rita, it's not safe to go home alone at this hour. Let me drive you home," said a familiar voice behind her

Jeremy walked over gently. He was just like his name, a modest gentleman.

Rita answered, turned around and got in Jeremy's car.

"What the hell do you want, Victor?"

Sophia cautiously lowered her voice and glanced at Ivan who was concentrated on driving in the front seat. Then she turned around and angrily scolded Victor who had been trying to do something to her.

They had been sitting in the car since they parted at the entrance of the bar.

The dubious relationship between Victor and Rita kept flashing in her mind. She suddenly felt a lump in her throat and shook Victor's hand off her body.

Ignoring Sophia's refusal, Victor got even more aggressive. He pulled the woman next to him and pressed on her. The stink of alcohol almost drove Victor crazy. He kissed the woman under him like a wild beast.

The smell of alcohol and the unique scent of Victor had been constantly scattered on the tip of Sophia's small nose. She closed her eyes with anguish, almost getting lost in the crazy possession of the man in front of her.

However, the moment Sophia closed her eyes, she couldn't help recalling the dubious scene that Victor hooked up with someone else. Her heart was sour, but she was unable to express it. What the hell was the relationship between her and Victor? A mere assistant had an affair with a president? Victor could make an agreement with her today that he could sign a contract with thousands of women he was interested in tomorrow!

Sophia's anger and sadness overwhelmed her. She turned her head away, and her eyes were filled with tears, which flew across her cheeks to the leather seat. She kept her eyes on the night view passing by outside the window to show her resistance.

Finally, Sophia pushed away the man with all her strength and said in a cold voice, "Mr. Victor, you never lack of women. Why do you have to be anxious in this narrow space?"

"What's wrong, bro? Are you okay?".

It was the first time that she had refused him. Was she thinking of Jeremy?

Thinking of this, Victor pressed Sophia against the corner of the seat and kept her motionless.

"You have no right to reject me!"

Suddenly, the air seemed to be frozen.

immediately. He didn't expect that Sophia would

lifted his hand from Sophia and stroked his flushed face. Looking at Sophia in

she didn't know what to do. She looked out of the window in panic. The car was still

door and jumped out of the

side of the road, so there were not so many cars. It

while rubbing the place where she fell.

was like a dream, but it was also

to understand that although she was just an assistant, she was at most the sleeping partner of Victor. But a boss in a

you get so impulsive? Where

looked around, trying to get a clue of what was going on. The neon lights were dazzling, but she felt lonely

Victor, who was still in anger, stared fiercely at the door that Sophia

his dissatisfaction and anger turned into a fist force, slamming the

it. He looked back at his boss perplexedly, With

willfulness. Not to mention that she had

front of him without

on his forehead silently, hoping that the traffic lights on the road could be less, so that he could send Victor back to the villa as soon as possible. Everyone working for Victor

Victor arrived at his villa.

of the car and get in the house. At last, Ivan had no choice but to remind them tentatively, "Mr.

wrong?" Victor

"Home, here we are."

is it?" Victor asked in a

o'clock in

took out his

answered the phone.

aside. 'Damn it! It's late. Where is she

the car back

finish his words, a chill came from behind. He

the empty street. Her tears had already dried up by the wind and were imprinted on her palm sized cheek.

in the evening. Holding her arms, Sophia walked to a crossroad. She didn't know what to choose, so she had

It crumpled up, and her hair was messy. There were bruises on her arms and legs. At this moment, she was particularly embarrassed, like a crazy woman.

limo stopped

the window and Sophia saw a familiar face and a sexy

"Come on."