All Chapters of Only You Can Be My Wife: Chapter 221 - Chapter 230

Elizabeth sat on the train to B City and looked at the scene outside the window silently with tears in her eyes. She knew the train was already moving fast. But she still thought it was so slow that she was extremely anxious. She wished she could turn into a bird with magic and fly to James in an instant. After getting the call from Samuel at the airport, she only felt that the whole world was spinning. The panic and tension made her heart tighten. After hanging up the phone, she rushed to the ticket office and wanted to book the fastest flight to B City. But the earliest flight was at six the next morning. She could not wait for such a long time. She had come to pick up James, so how could she take the ID card with her? So she rushed out and stopped a taxi back to South Lake. She took her ID card and went to the train station. There was a train to B City, which would only take three hours. She kept sitting straight on the seat and watching outside the win

"..." Elizabeth heard him and didn't say anything. She was held by James in his arms, so she could clearly hear James's strong heartbeat one after another. And every sound was telling her that he really was staying safe by her side. She reached out her hands and hugged him back. The fear of having the possibility to lose him and the feeling of being moved made her gradually hugged him even tighter. ''That was great. He was still here." James naturally understood why she did this. He raised his hand and patted her on the back. He comforted her in a low voice, "I'm here..." After a while, he let go of her and asked, "Are you hungry? Let's eat something." Elizabeth raised her head and shook her head at him. When she saw his head, her eyes were full of worry. She said with distress, "Does it hurt?" He looked at her and smiled gently, "It doesn't hurt." In fact, it was still painful. But when he saw her caring eyes, he didn't feel any pa

Elizabeth got off the plane and turned on the phone immediately. She sent a message to James saying that she had safely arrived in A City. Then she called Josephine. If she had any other choice, she would never call Josephine. But when she was on the plane just now, she carefully thought about the whole thing. She couldn't figure out exactly who had framed her. But all these things just happened since the day Josephine had sent her that message. Although she knew it was a little ridiculous to doubt Josephine with a massage, she couldn't help but think so. After all, the angry voice of Josephine that day made her shudder to think about it. Even if Elizabeth did not want to make this call, she had to do so to prove her innocence. Picking up the phone, Josephine couldn't help but sneer, "Well, who is that? Isn't this Elizabeth? Isn't this the heir to Liang Company and James' little lover? What happened? Have you suddenly lost your mind? You're calling m

Elizabeth arrived at Neo Garment's office building. She stood in the front lobby looking at the floor plan. She found Neo Garment on the 33rd floor. Just as she was about to go there, someone shouted at her, "Elizabeth?" Elizabeth turned around and saw Margot and Genevieve standing about five meters away from her. Elizabeth didn't expect to see them here. "What a small world! I didn't expect to meet you here." But to be honest, she didn't want to see them. It was okay to see them at ordinary times, but now... She didn't want them to know about her matter. After hearing this, Genevieve snorted and said, "Who the hell wanted to meet you? Why don't you see your place clearly? You..." "Genevieve, can you shut up?" Margot rebuked Genevieve in a low voice discontentedly, "Elizabeth is the talented girl in our school. How can you say that about her? You've been working on my side for so long. Why do you still say these stupid things?" Elizabeth looked at th

In the interrogation room, there was only one dim chandelier. There was no air conditioner or electric fan. The window was very small, and the occasional night wind could not withstand the heat in the room. Elizabeth had been sitting here for three hours. She was so hungry and hot, but she couldn't leave. But compared to that, what made her panic the most was the unprecedented helplessness. Mac and Nash, who were responsible for the interrogation of Kuture's case, was sitting behind the small black table. The younger one was Mac, who was thin. Nash looked in his early forties, who was a little fat. "Elizabeth, you'd better be honest and save time for all of us. Don't you think so?" Mac looked at her and said. Elizabeth pursed her lips and stared at her knees. After a while, she replied weakly, "I'm just telling the truth. I don't have anything else to say." Since she came here till now, they had asked everything they could ask and she had answered ev