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.

froze immediately. He didn't expect that Sophia would slap him.

and stroked his flushed face. Looking at Sophia

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

closed her eyes, opened the door and jumped out of the car.

not so many cars. It was just a minor injury on the arms

the place where she fell.

was like a dream, but it was also so real

most the sleeping partner of Victor. But a boss in

you get so impulsive? Where should you go

was going on. The neon lights were dazzling, but she felt

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

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

He looked back at his boss perplexedly, With knitted brows, Victor looked arrogant. After a while, he said to

so willful, she should take the consequences of her willfulness. Not to mention that she had turned him down again and again tonight!

that, Victor just stared at the car window in front of him without saying anything. The ambience in the car was now replaced

that he could send Victor back to the villa as soon as possible. Everyone working for Victor knew that

arrived at his

but Victor didn't have any intention to get out of the car and get in the house. At last, Ivan had no

wrong?" Victor

"Home, here we are."

was dark outside. "What time is

one o'clock in the

his phone

answered

'Damn it! It's late. Where is she going?' He cursed

back the

go back to look for Soph...." Before Ivan could finish his words, a chill came from behind.

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

a crossroad. She didn't know what to choose, so she had to rest on

bruises on her arms and legs. At this moment, she was particularly embarrassed,

stopped by

rolled down the window and Sophia saw a familiar face and a

"Come on."