At the moment of being caught, Stacy broke out in a cold sweat. "Who are you?" Her nervous voice trembled, and her heart was extremely perturbed. Ryan turned his head and pulled down his mask. At the sight of this face, the blood on Stacy's face suddenly disappeared completely. He was He, Ryan. She was afraid of this man who was imprisoning her and hurting her. She scolded coldly, "Let me go!" Ryan grabbed her hand and gnashed his teeth. "I won't let you go!" It took him such a long time to find such an opportunity. How could he let go of it so easily! There were many people coming and going here. When they saw the two tangled with each other, some people would stop and look at them. Stacy didn't want to be taken away again. He shouted loudly, "I don't know you. Please let go of me immediately, or I'll call the police." In an instant, it attracted a lot of people's attention. Ryan panicked for a moment and then cal
One side of the floor-to-ceiling window shone a lot of sunshine. She sat at the corner, holding a drawing board in her hand and drawing the design of the wedding dress. Her mind already had a rough outline. When she drew the leaves smoothly, she would forget about it as soon as she started to work. Even the uneasiness brought by Ryan was forgotten by her. Just as Harry was about to stride over, the driver who had gone out with Stacy came over. Usually, he didn't have to report this to Harry personally, but Charles and Boyce weren't there today. He felt that it was necessary to let Harry know about Ryan's appearance. "Today, Miss Morgan and I went to the shop with him and met Ryan." Harry's face suddenly sank, and the lines of his face broke into a straight line. "He wanted to catch Miss Morgan, but he didn't succeed. I don't know if he has been watching us in the dark." Needless to say, he must be hiding in the dark and waiting for the opportunity to
"What are you doing?" Charles smiled ambiguously. Harry could clearly feel that the woman in his arms was very tight, as if she was holding a hard stone. Knowing that she was thin-skinned, Harry ignored Charles and turned into the house. "Since when have these two people become so close to each other?" Charles's eyes were wide open. Angela glanced at him and turned around to walk into the house without saying a word. Charles hurried to follow her. "Yaya..." "Stop yelling!" Angela shouted in a low voice. "Can you be more mature and give me a sense of security?" "Sure." Charles hugged her. "If you don't like anything, just say it. I'll change it." Looking at Charles's serious face, Angela was stunned. "Really?" "It's true." Charles answered without hesitation. He looked at her seriously and said, "Let's get married. Let's have a try. Maybe we are suitable for each other." Angela fell silent and stared straight at Charles. After
The air was still for a moment. "I would like to." The statement that seemed to be without any suspense was said so easily by Charles. Everyone seemed to have expected his answer, so they didn't look forward to it. "Miss Johnson, you are willing to let Mr. Blake be your husband. From today onwards, you will have each other and support each other. Whether you are good or bad, rich or poor, sick or healthy, you love each other and cherish each other. You will be separated from each other until death. Are you willing to do that?" They all cast their eyes on Angela, but they were still unsure about Angela's answer. Stacy seemed to be very nervous, and his hands couldn't help clenching. Harry held her hand in the palm of his hand and gently rubbed it. He didn't go to the two people who were about to get married on the stand. For him, no one could attract his attention. The lines on Charles's face were taut, as if he was afraid that she would suddenl
Stacy looked up and saw Harry leaned over. The next second, his lips fell on her mouth. It was a cold winter in the twelfth month of the lunar year, but Stacy didn't feel cold. Her whole body was roasted by the scorching fire. He was very strong, and the whole coat almost covered her body. Only her head was exposed. In a trance, Stacy seemed to understand his intention. Why did he take her here in such a remote place? "You're trying to seduce Riley, aren't you..." His kiss suddenly deepened, blocking her ambiguous words at the tip of her tongue. He dragged her tongue into his mouth. Such a barbaric and deep kiss made Stacy feel painful. He couldn't help but scream, but the syllable was like groaning. Stacy didn't know if her voice had stimulated him, but he could clearly feel that his body was reacting. Stacy pushed him, but the more she pushed him, the tighter Harry hugged him. She was so strangled that she couldn't breathe. In the depth
"What are you doing?" Angela was still wearing a wedding dress. Today, she was exceptionally beautiful. At this moment, her delicate little face was wrinkled together. Charles was telling the truth. Anyway, she should have seen it as well. "Lock the door." "Why are you locking the door?" Angela's voice grew louder. She walked over and was about to open the door, but she was pulled by Charles. "Where are you going? Today is our wedding night. Why, do you want me to pass alone? I tell you, it's impossible!" "You... Ah!" Before Angela could say anything, Charles had already grabbed her by the waist and picked her up. When Angela punched and kicked her, Charles remained unmoved and threw her onto the big soft bed. He looked down and unbuttoned her while saying, "I can't let anyone see my joke. Today, you can't go anywhere." Angela was not a little girl who had no experience in human affairs. Looking at Charles's posture, she knew what he was going to do.
Stacy soon understood Harry's intention. "Then, shall I go out and lure him out alone?" "No need." He wouldn't let Stacy take this risk. Even if he was confident that he could hit Stacy with one blow, he still couldn't use Stacy as bait. "I'll find someone to replace you..." "Do you think Ryan is stupid?" Stacy interrupted him. "We have known each other for too long, and he is very familiar with me. Even if you can find someone similar to me, you may not be able to deceive him." If she didn't catch Ryan, she couldn't rest assured. This was a bomb, and she didn't know when it would explode. For the sake of her own peace with the two children, she wanted to solve the matter of Ryan as soon as possible. "Let me do it." She looked at Harry seriously. She knew what he was worried about. She was willing to believe him and believed that he could protect her. Seeing that he was hesitating, Stacy deliberately said, "Do you have no confidence
Stacy looked up, and the image of a little girl came into her sight. The girl was wearing a red cotton-padded jacket, and her face was red from the cold. "Auntie, what are you doing here?" Stacy looked at the little girl, and then looked around. There was no adult. Her eyes returned to the little girl. "I'm in a bad mood, so I'm here. Why are you here? Where are your family?" "My mother is there." She pointed to a barbecue stall not far away. Stacy followed the direction she pointed and looked over. There was a barbecue stall on the side of the road. There was a woman wearing old cotton-padded clothes and apron. She was helping the guests to roast the kebabs. "I'm here to help mom." The little girl was very obedient. Stacy touched her hair and said, "You are a good girl." Perhaps it was because she also had a child, so she had little vigilance against the little girl. "Do you want to eat the kebabs? I'll ask my mother to lower the price for you