Billionaire’s Missing Darling by Theresa Wilde

Chapter 765

Kelly could not remember what happened when she was drunk yesterday. Her memory only stopped at her standing at the door, facing Ian.

As for what happened after that, it was basically a blackout.

However, Cyril also wasn’t being clear. In the end, Kelly did not

understand what had happened. She only knew that Ian was probably not angry with her anymore.

‘Oh my god!’ Kelly exclaimed inwardly. She did not expect herself to be so impressive when she was drunk.

She was actually an expert in love.

Kelly was a little impressed with herself.

“Then…” Kelly’s eyes flashed and her tone was filled with anticipation. “Has Ian forgiven me?”

Cyril shook his head. “Mrs. Kelly, Mr. Walter doesn’t seem to have forgiven you. However, I’m a little curious. What exactly happened between the two of you? Why is it so tense?”

Upon hearing this, Kelly’s face turned pale and her body swayed.

Thinking of what she said that day, she hated herself for being impulsive and arrogant again.

“Mrs. Kelly.” Cyril sighed. “I can only help you if you let me know what happened.”

“Help me?” Kelly muttered these two words. Her pink lips trembled slightly. As she was about to speak, a cold voice interrupted her.

“Kelly.”

wearing a black suit. It showed off his good

indifferently. When he spoke, he enunciated each word clearly. “Do

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pursed her lips.

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have brought up the past. People’s mentality was always changing. She admitted that

on, she really

shouldn’t have gotten carried away and said how she felt in the

been waiting for your explanation these few days. But what about you?

but

here, but you would also go crazy and

you can do whatever you want? Do you think that no matter what you do, I won’t

She suddenly had

to grab Ian’s sleeve, but Ian slapped her away.

of strength, and the

red.

her so hard, even though he had only hit

back of her hand.

it made Kelly’s

was, he would not hurt her. Even when he pushed her that time, it was the same. He

However, this time…

the redness on the back of her hand in a daze.