At that, Yosef's gaze narrowed slightly before he replied calmly, "My family calls me Yossi."
"Yossi... alright then."
She nodded absentmindedly. Just as she was lost in thought, the man suddenly closed the distance between them.
A refreshing scent filled her nostrils, and for some reason, it sent shivers down her spine, making her feel threatened.
Diana looked up abruptly, seeing the man leaning in and reaching out to touch her hair.
Her eyes sharpened.
Right as his hand was about to touch her locks, she swiftly moved and heard a sharp "smack" as she forcefully pushed his hand away.
She was surprisingly strong, leaving a red mark on Yosef's pale hand.
Patrick's expression darkened, ready to step in, but he caught a glimpse of Yosef's stern gaze.
He instantly halted in silence.
"You have quite the temper."
Yosef extended his hand, looking at the red mark on his back, his eyes flickering with a da
Diana was momentarily stunned. Her man was indeed very handsome... Wait, she was getting sidetracked. When John caught sight of the girl at the door, his exquisite eyebrows raised in surprise. "Little girl?" Diana closed the door and dashed towards him, pouncing onto him and burying her head into his suit jacket, sniffing up and down. John looked puzzled. "What are you doi—" "Shh, don't talk!" Diana had a serious expression on her face as she finished sniffing John's suit and then unbuttoned his coat to start sniffing his shirt. She was like a vigilant little animal, wrinkling her nose and sniffing around. Through the shirt, he could feel her breath on his chest, creating a warm and tingling sensation that reached all the way to his heart. After sniffing for a while, the dominant and crisp scent that belonged to him filled her nostrils. "What are you sniffing for?" John reached out and li
The woman lying on the hospital bed had a piece of gauze covering her face, her bloodshot eyes seemed insane, and she held the nurse's neck tightly. "You malicious woman! I'll make you regret laughing at me!" "Cough... No, I didn't laugh at you... Please let go..." The nurse struggled desperately. Today was her first day at work, and when she entered the room, she smiled at the patient named Maddie, intending to help her get out of bed for some activity. But this woman suddenly lost control. "Maddie, what are you doing!?" Serena stood by the door, shocked by the scene inside the room. She hurried over and quickly pulled Maddie away. The young nurse fled from the room, still trembling with fear. "Maddie, the doctor said you need to rest properly. If you keep acting like this every day, when will your body recover?" Serena said with some pity in her voice. "Rest? No matter how much I rest,
He waved his hand, and about ten other men stepped out from the roadside, all wearing unfriendly expressions. The bearded man chuckled sinisterly. "Diana, you don't need to know who we are, but you should know that tonight, you won't be able to leave!" With that, they all grinned wickedly and pulled out their weapons. The bearded man held an iron rod and played with it in his hand. "So, will you come down and go with us willingly, or do we have to get rough?" Deep in her heart, Diana sighed. All she wanted was to participate in a competition, but why did she have to encounter one group of idiots after another? Since it's come to this... She'll just have to take them all down. Diana remained silent and simply restarted her motorcycle. Seeing her response, the group of men burst into laughter, feeling amused by her actions. "What's this? The road is wide open, and you think you can fly past us? If you've g
Diana held the helmet, her gaze landing on the man's face in front of her, and she gave a faint smile. "Your turn to start." "Sure, let me..." The man smirked as he got closer to her, reaching his hands towards her chest. "Ah!!" A cry of pain echoed as the man stood in place, bending over with his face of lewdness contorted in agony. He clutched his groin, his face turning white, legs trembling, and then he collapsed onto the ground. "Ah... you damn woman! My... my dick..." The man on the ground gasped for air, groaning incessantly from the pain. Diana delivered another kick, this time connecting with the man's head. A muffled groan resonated. The person on the ground was motionless. Diana didn't spare a glance at the trash on the ground. She placed her foot on the man's head, her gaze sweeping across the big, rugged men with various expressions in front of her. In a cold voice, s
Bale was forced to take a step back by her agile move, successfully dodging her strike. The crowd, who had been ready to cheer, froze in their tracks. Even the stubbled guy's expression soured. Had his eyes deceived him? Did Bale just get pushed back by that woman?! "Bale... Did you just go easy on that woman?" The guy with a stubble on his chin asked tentatively. Bale's face twitched, then he replied with a cold expression, "No kidding! If she wasn't a woman, I would've punched her to death already!" "Since she's not showing any gratitude, don't blame me for not holding back!" Bale gritted his teeth and took two steps closer to Diana. That must have been an accident ju
Though he was itching to put a bullet through that woman's head, the instructions from his superior restrained his anger. He aimed at her tires. At such high speed, if the tires blew out, she might crash and risk her life. Although he was supposed to keep her alive, at this point, he couldn't afford to care that much. A loud "bang" echoed as the gunshot resounded. Diana pressed her body against the car's exterior, practically glued to the road, narrowly escaping his gunfire. The bullet struck the ground, igniting a burst of sparks, all of which Diana observed through her rearview mirror. Damn it! Did he mean business?! "What the heck! Is that bastard serious?!" Diana scrunched her brows, wishing she could just turn around and ram that no-good guy behind her. Meanwhile, the blond dude behind her wore an omi
Oh no. John must be cooking up a grand plan to catch her off guard! Diana could almost see John glaring at her with a dark expression, a pair of handcuffs in his hand, and behind him, a small dark room! "Boss doesn't know," Misoup stated. Diana: "... Huh?" "Is joyriding considered unusual behavior?" Misoup seemed a bit puzzled. "I categorized this behavior as within the normal range and didn't report it to the boss." Diana instantly felt alive again. "Misoup, you're a truly excellent secret guard. When we get back, I'll make sure John gives you a raise!" Diana gently tapped her head, "So, in your opinion, what would you consider as unusual behavior?" Misoup remained silent, her gaze fixed on Diana, a mixture of emotions in her eyes. Just as Diana was becoming puzzled, she suddenly saw Misoup rummaging through the large backpack behind her. She found a small notebook and handed it to Diana.
James was still caught in his melancholy when, suddenly, the bedroom door swung open once again. His heart raced with excitement. Only to see Diana poking her head out. "Dad, John is waiting downstairs. Could you check if he's had breakfast? If not, ask Ms. Taylor to prepare some for him. He likes dim sum." With that, another "slam" as the door closed once more. After Diana finished getting ready, half an hour had already passed. She wore a pale pink jacket and black casual pants as she eagerly rushed downstairs. As soon as she descended, she spotted John sitting on the couch downstairs. However, he wasn't alone. Andrew and Colin were seated on either side of him, and across from them was his father, James. All four of them had their own thoughts, silently lost in contemplation. "You've been waiting for a while, huh?" Diana exclaimed crisply upon seeing the people downstairs. The four men downstairs all looked up in unison.