Ex-husband, Please Respect Yourself

He stood at the door and looked at her quietly for a while, then approached her, leaned slowly close to her face, touched her cheek with a shallow kiss, and murmured, "I will deal with this matter."

Just now, Eric called him and told him about the situation. It was his responsibility, but he had no intention of remorse or regret. Maybe he had this intention originally. But someone else did it in advance. Whatever he wanted to do, he was absolutely on the premise of not hurting her.

The woman opened her eyes, looked at the face in front her, and made eye contacts with him so quietly for more than a dozen seconds, and finally uttered in a low and hoarse voice, "I'll deal with it myself. Don't interfere it."

Tyrone looked at her eyes and felt a sense of loss, which was like a sense of emptiness being abandoned, which seemed that she would never care about him no matter what he did, which seemed that she was so independent that she never needed him.

That feeling was really... both sad and helpless.

But in the end, he compromised, and squeezed her jaw. He couldn't restrain himself from bowing his head and kissing her, from lips to face. He kissed her again and again.

"Okay, I won't interfere it. If there is something wrong, you can tell me." He loosened her, put his jaw close to her forehead, pulled the quilt over her from the side, wrapped her tightly, and said slowly and hoarsely, "You need a rest and go to sleep, eh?"

Cathy looked at him for a moment confusedly and gave a gentle hum as the response, then she closed her eyes, and slightly tilted her head. "You go ahead and help me lock the door when I leave."

Tyrone did not say anything any more, just got up and smoothed her quilt. Looked at her for a while, he turned around and went out, and gently closed the door.

He did not leave, but picked up the cigarette box and the lighter on the table when crossing the living room, and went out to the balcony.

Taking out a cigarette, he skillfully pressed the lighter to ignite and smoked. Accompanied by the smoke, he extinguished the lighter and threw it aside. He looked around in his deep eyes and no one knew what he was thinking about. After a while, he puffed a few mouthfuls of green smoke, and then took out the phone and dialed.

Only a second later, there was a respectful voice on the phone, "Mr. Raman."

"Rory, look for someone to deal with those articles on the Internet."

"Well, do you need to find out the murderer?"

between his fingers

were so many similar articles appearing at the same time, it must be because someone had deliberately done that. It didn't need to guess the person behind this matter

impact on her. She had no spirit to deal with other

not know how long she had slept, but she was nervous, as if she had a nightmare, and suddenly woke up. She opened her eyes and stared at the ceiling for a minute. She looked slightly sideways at the closed curtain,

the door of the bedroom, she felt the smell of a meal, which seemed to permeate the whole living room and drift from

was stunned, frowned slightly, raised her wrist and looked at the watch.

and it was noon. She seemed to

at will with her fingers. She went to the kitchen and stood at the door. At a glance, she saw the busy man in the kitchen. His slender and beautiful body was surrounded by a light

him in the supermarket before.

and slightly distracted. The man's serious side face gave her a

putting the dish aside, the man glanced at her coincidentally and was not frightened by her silent

watched him motionlessly, but suddenly was lost, as if they had returned back to the past time. But there were still

responded and turned to the bathroom.

smiled

on pins and needles. She

piece of fish and answered faintly, "Go downstairs and buy some in

would wake up suddenly

"..."

Cathy was silent for a second. She almost choked on the rice and took a cup to

She pursed her lips, put down her cup and said earnestly, "You just moved your job back. Is the company

she could not remember how she was found by him and obeyed him and let him bring

doesn't

just for taking better care