Love after Divorce

Chapter 909

"Mr. Johnson, please don't point fingers." Nevaeh looked at Louis, dissatisfied.

Louis raised his eyebrows, "If you're not vain, why do you care what others say?" Mrs. King, I think you

know your husband's temperament well, don't you?"

Nevaeh choked and looked at Elliot, momentarily speechless.

Elliot's face got even harder as he watched Louis provoke the couple's feelings.

He waved his hand hard, "Get out, I don't want to see you!"

Although I could not understand his words, but from his body movements, it was not difficult to see

what he wanted to express.

Daniel said, "Big brother, we'll leave right after we ask you something."

Elliot knew exactly what he was going to ask and stared at him without saying anything.

"Big brother, where did you take Amy?" Daniel squared his shoulders and opened his mouth to ask.

Elliot squinted at him and didn't say anything, but took his phone and typed down a line.

"That bitch, after I caught her stealing, tried to seduce me with her beauty. I didn't take the bait, so she

simply escaped after stabbing me with a needle! You guys still ask me where she is? When I see her,

I'll have to kill her!"

Elliot hated it so much that he handed the phone to Mr. Foster.

Mr. Foster then acted as a sounding board and read out the words he typed.

Amy steals, gets caught and seduces Elliot?

That's a statement that could fool a puppy.

Daniel laughed lightly, "Big brother, Amy is Violet's savior, you better pray she's okay. Otherwise, once

she has a shortage, I think you will definitely regret it."

When he finished, he and Louis nodded and the two turned to leave. Belongs to © n0velDrama.Org.

It looks like Amy should have stabbed Elliot and escaped.

I just don't know where to escape to.

Snap.

Elliot was so angry that he slammed his phone against the door.

Nevaeh watched coldly, and it became clear how Elliot had ended up in the hospital.

She said in a hateful voice, "Elliot, can't you play with less women?"

Elliot glared at her, "Nevaeh, you eat my food and wear my clothes, and you still want to control me?"

Nevaeh couldn't quite hear what he was saying, but knew it certainly wasn't good.

She straightened the hair around her ears and smiled coldly, "You just play, I'll be happy to die on a

woman one day!"

"What did you say? You curse me to death, Nevaeh, you want to die!"

Elliot shouted in exasperation and cursed.

Nevaeh rolled his eyes and said to Mr. Foster, "The young master is still at home, you take care of him,

I'm going back."

What a pity, that Amy, why didn't she stick him with a needle?

This way she doesn't have to share a gourd with someone else all day!

"Stop right there, Nevaeh, stop right there!"

Elliot was so angry he had to get out of bed.

Mr. Foster hastened to hold him, "Mr. King, take it easy, the most troublesome thing now is the

shipment."

Hearing this, Elliot then subsided.

He took the phone and wrote down a line.

"Hurry up and move some of the goods so that Daniel and the others don't find out the end."

"Good."

The following day.

The sun rises over the horizon and illuminates the entire sky.

Outside a Bentley on the side of the road, Brooklyn leaned against the front of the car, a cigarette

between his fingers, taking a drag.

Smoke curls up, blurring the man's handsome face.

On the back of his hand, a red mark can still be clearly seen.

It is the red marks scratched by the woman's fingernails.

Brooklyn exhaled a smoke ring, extinguished the cigarette butt and looked back into the car.

In the back seat of the car, the woman was draped in his coat, still asleep.

Brooklyn watched fixedly, thinking of the charming scenery last night, the corners of his mouth slightly

hooked, a trace of regret and tenderness flashed in his eyes.

Although he didn't initiate it, he still felt sorry that he wanted her in such a way last night.

In the car, Amy woke up in a daze, only to feel like her body had fallen apart.

Looking at the unfamiliar roof of the car, she was slow to remember what happened last night.

Last night, she and Brooklyn ......