nly her thick black hair.

Ambrose’s mind went blank.

Not without love, not without a woman, but at this moment, his brain short circuit, forget everything around.

Standing there like a log, motionless.

Philip didn’t hear them. He turned to look at them and froze.

But soon, he left quictly.

Adult business has nothing to do with the old man.

Alva recovered from her dizziness, regained consciousness, and smelled something strange.

She opened her eyes and froze.

The next moment, she pushed Ambrose away, turned and walked forward.

She walked quickly, but when she came to the camphor tree, she stopped.

Ambrose took two steps back from her push, steawed, and looked up at Alva.

I laughed.

I got over it. I knew pushing him was wrong.

Ambrose put his hands in his pockets and walked over. “That’s how you treat your rescuer?”

Alva’s frown didn’t let go, but she said, “Ambrose, thank you. It’s getting late. I’m going back to the hotel.”

He walked out, caught a taxi and left.

there, rubbing his brow.

he so scary?

the car, looking out the window at the fast–passing scene, her

one made

is it

Ambrose and Uriah run a company.

know each other.

it’s like leaning

like

It’s very repellent.

Very resistant.

it was an accident, she

closed her eyes to calm her surging emotions.

phone

wait

288 Vo

stranger, he will not

phone on the

looking at the mail coming through his

computer.

were photos, cach with the time and place.

deep, like a

get a bottle of wine, poured

not have the romance of Paris, it has its

at the night and took a sip

the phone

into the bedroom and took his

my eyes moved and

answer button and say: “Rare, called me again.”

a good mood?

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