Anderson’s face went dark and his half-closed eyes suddenly opened widely, “She didn’t ask the police who had provided the evidences?”

Arthur deeply regretted.

Why would he tell Master Anderson that Miss Johnson definitely would come to thank him? He should remember the deep-seated hatred between them when he said it at that time.
He had nobody but himself to blame!

“Say something!” Anderson ordered coldly.

Arthur closed his eyes and spoke resolutely, “She did.”

But she didn’t come to him.

She didn’t want to come!

What an ungrateful woman!

Anderson shoved the phone down on the table. He got up and went upstairs with a stolid face, surrounded with a frigid atmosphere.

He was really angry now, angrier than ever before.

“Perhaps Miss Johnson is busy with other things. She must be very grateful to you in her heart.”

“Maybe she’s just too proud to admit it face to face.”

Following after him, Arthur grabbed the phone and explained carefully, in hope of appeasing his anger.

Anderson gave him a cold glance, “Your bonus is gone for this quarter. Give me the phone and you can go back now.” Arthur looked bad.

He heard the vase broken into pieces upstairs when going downstairs.

Arthur was dreadfully terrified. He had meant to do Miss Johnson a good deed, but he was not sure it was good or just the opposite.

Catherine had no idea what was going on at Ziting Villa.

She didn’t come to see Anderson, but instead, Anderson went to her.

In the morning, as Catherine went out for work, she was startled to see a man was leaning against the wall outside the door.
She was about cried out.

But Anderson raised his head.

She swallowed it back.

There was a dead silence.

He looked into her eyes deeply, as if a fierce beast was sealed in his profound and quite eyes.

Catherine met his eyes calmly, without any trace of avoidance or fear.

“What brings you here?”

stared at her face with half-closed

while,

“I’m going

it, she planned

arm got

eyes made her retreat

grabbed her by the hand and pushed her into the house. Catherine tried to resist but in vain,

“Bang—”

which gave

and the man’s quick breath came blew in

muscle in his face twisted, and he closed the

broke out his throat, “Why didn’t come to see

wanted her to thank

the evidences.” she said

a waitress in a restaurant saying welcome, without a hint of genuine emotion. He had stood outside the

his mind fighting each other fiercely. His

a moment, it reached peak and the emotion he had

He lost his mind.

pink

with red eyes, unyielding and full of

the hatred in her eyes, so he covered her eyes with

was the last thing he would like to

at her face

let go

and totally knew what he wanted. But she was too weak to resist. The harder she resisted him, the more he

dark eyes were hot as if

was getting heavier

“Anderson, don’t …”

covered her mouth before she

removed his hand off her eyes. Catherine glared

met her look, and he suddenly laughed, “Catherine, you’ll never escape me.” His voice was low, but Catherine

She can’t escape him!

was like a

eyes got increasingly hot, and the smile around his

down and held her

Catherine was quivering.

told herself not to fear, she

“Anderson, I hate you.”

his sight on the woman in his arms, whose face was wet with tears. He laid her on the bed, and kissed the tears off her

say a

had nothing to do with her sufferings, and it was her

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