Semua Bab Only You Can Be My Wife: Bab 81 - Bab 90

The next day, Elizabeth Liang was incessantly told off by the dean in front of the entire class for not handing in the drawing from yesterday. She went on and on about how she couldn't believe that such a brilliant student would damage the school's reputation and so on. And of course, not only was she publically reprimanded, and forced to endure gossipy eyes from the entire class, but her credits for that lesson were also no doubt out of the window. Perhaps the only good thing that came out of it was that, because Elizabeth didn't hand in the drawing, everyone collectively let go of how James Lu said that she matched his tastes and that he was going to scout her as a talent. Since, well, how could someone who couldn't even hand in a drawing possibly be qualified to work at Lu Enterprises? After class, Margot Wang walked over to Elizabeth's table. She sneered and mocked Elizabeth ruthlessly, "Looks like your dreams yesterday have turned to dust, Elizabeth. You seriousl

On Elizabeth Liang's way to dinner, she took some time to call James Lu. However, she hung up a second after she made the call. She would probably be better off making a difficult request like this over a text message. Otherwise, she'll probably have to bear through another roaring temper tantrum from that angry little lion. As Elizabeth thought about this, her delicate fingers danced across the screen - James, are you busy? James was having an overseas video conference with several of the company's senior executives, when his muted phone suddenly started buzzing on his desk. The sound was obviously quite obtrusive in such a quiet room. When all the people in the room collectively looked toward his cellphone, James furrowed his eyebrows and secretly cursed at whomever was texting him. James glanced at the screen and saw that it was Elizabeth. He gritted his teeth, but still picked up his phone with a composed expression. Without getting up, he put hi

Evelyn Wu was tired from singing, and her throat was parched. She put down her microphone and wanted to get a drink from where she was sitting before. But she was surprised to find that Elizabeth Liang wasn't there, nor anywhere else in the room. "Huh... where's Elizabeth?" Evelyn took a sip of beer to moisten her throat and sat down. But she began getting nervous after a while since Elizabeth still wasn't back. Places like these were always messy and unsafe. Evelyn prayed that nothing bad has happened to Elizabeth. Distraught, she picked up her phone and tried to call Elizabeth. However, after one ring, she saw a phone that was lit up and buzzing on the table before her - Elizabeth didn't even take her phone! Evelyn waited patiently for a long time, but Elizabeth was nowhere to be seen. Evelyn couldn't sit still any longer. She grabbed Elizabeth's cellphone and stood up, then began going around the room and questioning her classmates. They wer

James Lu closed the door with his foot and carried Elizabeth Liang, who was barely conscious, up the stairs. The way he walked was urgent but incredibly steady, each step he took was strong and steadfast. "So hot..." Elizabeth mumbled in irritation. She currently felt as if she was stuck in a barren desert, choking from the heat and breathless from her thirst. She wanted to go out and find a stream to submerge herself in, so that she could escape from this burning emptiness. She rubbed her head against James's chest and clung to his shoulders. His cooler body temperature made her sigh with content. As the woman in James's arms let her hands freely roam around his body, he frowned and growled through gritted teeth, "F*cking stop it!" His command did nothing to stop her movements, if anything they grew even more audacious. "..." Utterly speechless, James quickened his pace. He finally arrived before Elizabeth's room. James effortlessl

"Sign your name if you don't have any objections." The person recording the interrogation casually threw him the record book. His voice was flat and carried a hint of disdain and impatience. Looking at the words written on it, President Lee's face turned ghastly pale and his lips couldn't stop trembling. He had recounted the events truthfully, but the record was almost entirely different from what he said. They made this record with him only as a formality. The contents of it described everything as his fault, every single detail of it from beginning to end! "Make sure you answer nicely later. Don't make any trouble for me, otherwise..." James Lu's words echoed in his ears over and over again, crushing his sanity. President Lee was sitting in a tiny chair, and the clothes that he had put on in a hurry were all crumpled. He was slightly bent over and his face was covered in black and blue. It was clear at a glance how violently he was beaten. Presiden