When Sophia saw this handsome man, she was full of fear. Sophia curled up in the corner with tears streaming down her face. She didn't understand why this man wanted to protect Rita, who was lame and had such a bad character. Sophia mustered up all her courage to ask this man, "Who... who are you? What's your relationship with Rita?" "You are not qualified to know who I am." The man said coldly, and then his eyes fell on the two bodyguards again. "Nine times left." Hearing what the man said, the bodyguards immediately rushed forward and forced Sophia to get back on the rooftop. Then, they tripped Sophia in the same way they had just used, making her tumbled down from the stairs again. All of a sudden, the rooftop was filled with Sophia's cries. After tripping and tumbling down several times, Sophia's crying became less and less. In the end, her crying voice completely disappeared. Back on the rooftop, Sophias entire body trembled in fear as she looked at the steps in front of h
"Me!" Oliver answered and walked out of the rockery. Besides, he took the opportunity to block Charlotte behind the rockery and waved at Rita behind his back, signaling her to leave quickly. Although Rita was not afraid of her, Rita would definitely alert Charlotte if she was discovered by Charlotte. Having made up her mind, Rita crept away. In the infirmary room. Rita sat on the seat, and her mind filled with the conversation between Charlotte and another woman. What were they plotting? Who was that familiar voice from? "I'm sorry, Dr. James. I just had a stomachache and went to the toilet. I'll get you an infusion tube now!" Suddenly, Rita heard a voice came from not far away. This voice was... The voice of another woman behind the rockery just now! Rita suddenly raised her head and looked over. When she saw the woman's face clearly, her pupils suddenly dilated in shock - Isabelle?!! The girl who picked up her phone? How could Isabelle know Charlotte? Could it be...
In the light. The man was as tall as a heavy beast, bitting the woman's lips insolently. Their lips and teeth slammed into each other, which made Rita painful. She frowned and hurriedly pushed the man on top of her. However, the stronger she resisted, the more intense the man's kiss became. In the next moment, a warm palm passed over her clothes and rubbed her back. All of a sudden, Rita's pupils dilated in fear and unease. She raised her hand and slapped him. "No! No!" Slap! Liam's face darkened as if he blended into the darkness of the night. He looked into the woman's eyes as if he was going to eat her. No! She unexpectedly said - no! She refused him. Was it because of Oliver? All of a sudden, the man became angrier. He lifted his leg and tried to pull the disobedient woman back to his side. But as soon as he took a step, the woman trembled with fear. "Don't ... don't come over, don't come over! Please don't come over!" Rita's trembling voice sounded like she was
"It's not simple." 'Young man, this wasn't a simple matter at all!' It was only after hearing Rita's words that Liam realized that he had failed to express his feelings clearly just now. "Don't get me wrong. I just meant to sleep in the same room." He added, reached out to grab the quilt that Rita had been holding tightly in her arms, and then placed it on the bed. Rita was shocked and was in a state of alert. "What are you doing?" "Are you going to sleep standing up?" The man tilted his head to look at Rita. Seeing that she didnt retort, he threw her quilt onto the bed. "You're still having a fever. I allow you to sleep on the bed tonight." "No, thanks. I'll just sleep on the ground." Hearing that, Rita went to pull her quilt. "OK, I'm welcome you to sleep on the ground with me at any time." As soon as Liam said that, the woman's hand, which was holding the quilt, suddenly loosened. Seeing this scene, the man smiled bitterly in his heart. She really didnt want to have any co
"I heard that he's handsome and imposing." Hearing this answer, Rita was stunned. The range of such a description was so large! She smiled bitterly. "Don't you have any more specific points?" "No." "Then I have no idea." Rita spread out her hands and pretended that she had nothing to do with it. She lowered her head and continued to take notes, but after writing for a long time, she didn't know what she had written. For the man who was described by Charlotte just now, she indeed found a person. That was - Liam! Coincidentally, on that day, Liam also came to the F University. Was it really him?' 'Did he taught Sophia a lesson for me?' 'No!' 'Impossible!' In Rita's mind, that man hated her so much, so how could he help her? She quickly brushed away the ridiculous idea in her heart and continued to write notes with her head down. "Boys and girls, Sophia has given up the design competition because of her injury. Other competitors, you need to try your best to practice." S
"Me?" Rita pointed indefinitely to herself again. Soon she got a nod from the man. Her heart gave a great leap. He was waiting for her. Her eyes looked empty. "What's up?" "Grandpa wants us to eat at the old house," The man answered truthfully. As the shotgun seat was too small for his long legs, he adjusted his seat. She knew. He could never come to her without reason. She seemed to be accustomed to it, and she didn't feel lost. *** On the way, Rita remembered things about Sophia Miller that had happened today. She couldnt help casting a glance at the man on her side. She pretended to ask casually, "When did you leave from F University yesterday?" "I don't know." Staring at his phone all the time, Liam replied expressionlessly. But he seemed to think of something and looked at her, "Any problems?" "Nothing, nothing. Just asking." The man's rhetorical question proved exactly the conjecture of Rita. The person who had taught Sophia a lesson for her was not Liam. 'If it wa
Because they rarely went back to the old house, they would stay overnight when they did. Of course, this time is no exception. Before, Rita would like to spend the whole day by Liam's side. But today - She had been practising design all the time without looking up. After supper, Rita went back to the room to practice painting. "It's not right." Suddenly a cool voice came overhead. Rita set her mouth in a grim line, erasing the paper and holding the brush again. Because of the long practice, the pains of her fingers made her frown again and again. Even so she clenched her teeth and continued to practice. "Would the lines look more natural in that way?" After redrawing, she looked up for the man's opinions. The man did not answer her, but grabbed the pencil from her hand. "Stop here. You should rest." "It's only nine and I can practice another hour." She didnt have time to rest, after all, her base was so poor that even with such intense practice, she was still not sure i
In the courtyard, moonlight fell on the two people. While the temperature was lower, but Liam did not sense that. He scanned the woman's brow, nose, and his sight finally landed on her mouth. Somewhere in the chest throbbed - pounding, pounding, pounding. It was the first time his heart had beaten so fast that he could not ignore it. He forced himself to pull his eyes back from the woman's face, then he could get rid of the strange feeling. Ta, Ta... Suddenly there were footsteps. Liam froze. "Well.. the moon is really round tonight." 'The moon was round?' The housekeeper looked up at the half- string moon overhead, trying to hide his smile. 'Well, the moon was really, really round!' He pretended to hear nothing, put the blanket down, and left without returning his head. After turning around, the housekeeper could never hold back, and finally smiled ambiguously. It was only after the housekeeper left that Liam cast a glance at the blanket next to him, and then he realized h