Chapter 901 An Indirect Kiss

Matthew, who was walking up ahead, stopped when he heard the sounds.

He turned around and saw Eleanor stumbling down the slope.

She rolled five or six times before her massive bag blocked her from rolling any further.

"Aah! T-That was scary!"

Eleanor remained on the ground as she looked up at the haughty man standing further up. He had his arms crossed as he surveyed her with an indifferent expression.

She stretched her pale arm out and waved at him. "It hurts so much, Master. I can't get up. Come and help me."

"You can still scream and move just fine, so I don't think there's anything wrong with you."

He then checked his watch. "I'm giving you one minute to come back up here, or I'm leaving without you."

Matthew had no patience for any woman besides Veronica.

His response nearly made Eleanor forget that she was trying to put on a pitiful act. She almost jumped to her feet at once.

"Oh, no! Master, my ankle… My ankle got twisted! It really

Are you sure

at all. He had no intention of helping

too heartless, Master…" Eleanor cried

can there be a man who doesn't fall

It'll save me a lot of trouble if

as he finished speaking, he turned around and

hesitate or turn back

walked away without a care

was speechless. "H-Hey! Master! Master! Don't go. Wait for

the ground and kicked the boulder by her feet, but she'd done

hurts

her teeth and stand on one foot as she gently rocked the other in the

he assumed she was simply putting on an act, so he didn't stop walking or

for me—ouch!

with indescribable anger, but she

Kings, you b*stard!" she screamed after him. "You better not end up in my hands. I'm warning you; if you ever lose to me, I'll make you my plaything and lock you up, and then I'll ignore you for the rest of your life so that you know what it's like to be ignored by me. I'll let you know what it means to pine for me… Ouch! Ugh, my ankle is killing

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