President Williams Woos His Ex-wife Again

Chapter 40 I Will Punish The Bitch

Hearing this gentle but resigned voice, like a drowning man, Beth grabbed the man's clothes for help, and shrank into his arms.

She was hot, sweating all over her body.

The body of the person near her was cool but not cold, like jade, which people wanted to get close to.

His soft voice was pathetic.

Such a tone made Beth heartrending into tears.

Even if her consciousness was chaotic and fuzzy, she was still trying to hold on to the person.

The man was holding her, and his long fingers were caressing her moist hair.

“You are so stubborn, my little girl.”

The sound still rang out intermittently, “You'll get hurt.”

“Go back, my little girl.”

Beth was not clear whether this gentleness was her dream or the reality. She barely opened her eyes, but just could not see the scene in front of her.

“Who... are you?”

A hoarse voice of doubt crept through her throat.

Immediately afterward, someone’s hands covered her eyes.

She could see nothing.

In this daze, a word came back and forth in her chaotic mind.

“What should I do with you, my little girl?”

“Sorry, my little girl.”

He called over and over again, whose words were like soft feathers floating down to her injured heart.

The voice was as warm as a soft light of spring, which she was desperate to follow.

by. When she was unconscious, someone helped her take fever medication again, and then she fell

wanted

She was tired.

long she had slept in the man's arms. At dawn, she woke up and found no

villa was

sofa, Beth moved

were somewhat hollow.

it a

she hear such a

it that boy?

comforting

would call her his little

bloodshot. The chandelier overhead reflected in her

No boy.

Nothing.

but a dream last night, and when she woke up, there was

locked, and there was no trace of anyone coming.

the back of her hand

was no one around her.

touched the ground, she

then, the phone rang again.

and picked up the phone. It

offended some

She opened her lips. When she began to speak, she felt a laceration in her throat. Her voice was harsh and hoarse.

anymore. I'm sorry I can't employ you. I must ensure the crew gets

“Don’t come again.”

still euphemistic. Facing the oppression, he had

words, Director

listened to

she needed

her. It should have been because of Karl.

was such a good man for her,

anymore. Jacky's medical

way. Karl did this

any evidence, she could

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