Her Secret Mate
Chapter 24 He Has No Knife In His Hand
At this moment, Fiona was in a panic. She carefully looked at Jeremy's expressionless face and asked with bitterness, "Don't you believe me?"
The hooligan insisted that she called the service and no matter how he was interrogated, he insisted on his words.
But she hadn't called him!
The mobile phone! The phone could prove her innocence.
She crazily searched for her mobile phone, but found nothing. Damn it! She didn't bring it with her.
"I really didn't do it."
She was almost crying.
Not wanting to continue to tease her, Jeremy had to put his hands on her head and gently comforted her, "I believe you."
"Really?" Her tearful eyes twinkled. She looked delicate and touching. Since he believed her, why did he turn a deaf ear to her countless explanations?
Was he just comforting her?
Fiona was not reconciled at all. She turned around, but was stopped by Jeremy. He raised his eyebrows in confusion. "Do you still want to go in?"
With her mouth twitched, she replied, "You don't believe me, do you? You can go on asking until you get the real answer. "
"Did I say that I don't believe you?" Was it because his voice wasn't loud enough?
"Then why didn't you answer me right away?"
'He must have done it on purpose. I was the one who was scared to death tonight, but he expects me to apologize to him in a humble manner. No way!' she thought.
The world was in a mess.
Jeremy took her into his arms and whispered in her ear, "Your voice is pleasant to hear, so I just want to hear a few more times."
Fiona got speechless, "What..." She was defeated, her face and ears turning red.
Instead of driving to the hotel booked by the team, the car stopped near the hotel.
"Where is it?"
that he has a house here. I guess poverty really limited my thought.' She thought to
still want to go back to the
to." She didn't want to go back. She just
led
room was large and decorated in a simple style, which looked quite cool and comfortable.
on the door. After she opened the door, Fiona saw Jack standing outside,
He hasn't eaten anything
without any expression on his face was quietly standing behind Fiona. He was scared, handed his stuff to her
why the owner
was about to carry things inside, he
hands,
haven't had dinner
face. His shirt was a little wrinkled. Looking at his face carefully, she found that he was really different from the
the disheveled beauty made him look more
and went straight to the kitchen without saying
couldn't cook. She came over decisively, grabbed
drew back
obedient, which made Fiona confused. She turned around and found him leaning against the door, looking
puckered up her head in confusion and asked, "Why are
for me? I want to see it myself. If it doesn't work, I can manage to make it
knew that many girls couldn't
would,
agree to let me cook at the first
a charming smile, Jeremy said, "I'm pleased that you offered to serve me,
a glib tongue!
thought of the awkward situation when she called him that word, she turned her head and skillfully began to
in the neighbourhood. And in the kitchen, the light was so soft and tender. A beautiful woman was carefully cutting the vegetables and skillfully stirring the food in the pot. The heavy aroma floated in this small
be honest, she didn't dare to look at Jeremy, especially she didn't want to face his sharp
ears
should have
She stretched herself and moved her
"You..."
only wrapped in a short bath towel standing behind her. Some parts of his body were covered with
he doing?
unhappily said, "It's too smoky in
"It doesn't matter."