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.

stood there, rubbing

he so

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

made her uncomfortable.

it

Ambrose and Uriah run a

know each other.

it’s like leaning on Uriah.

like it.

It’s very repellent.

Very resistant.

was an

her eyes to calm her surging emotions.

to the hotel and made a phone call. “Look up

218 I wait for

288 Vo

a complete stranger, he will not give

problem.” ? Ambrose threw the phone on

at the mail

computer.

the mail were photos, cach with the time and

looked at these photos, dark eyes deep, like a backlog of winter snow, quiet terrible.

out of the shower, went to the bar to get a bottle of wine, poured a glass, and went

the night of H City does not have the

out at the night and took a sip of wine.

the phone rang.

walked into the bedroom and took

phone on the screen, my

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

a good mood?

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