Love’s Cunning Ruse

Chapter 35

The hard impact sent Julie’s head smashing into the steering wheel, her forehead hit the horn hard, causing a piercing sound.

Ignoring the wound on her forehead, Julie quickly lifted her head. This was Adeline’s Ferrari!

Julie unbuckled her seat belt, opened the car door, and hastily checked the damage to both vehicles.

She couldn’t believe that the car she had hit was a black Rolls Royce Phantom Pinnacle Travel Collector’s Edition.

Talk about bad luck!

Julie’s heart dropped like a stone.

She took a deep breath. The car in front had already rolled down the window; now she could only rely on her sincerity to win sympathy.

With that thought, a bitter smile squeezed onto Julie’s face as she approached cautiously and went around to the driver’s side.

However, when she saw that the driver was Karl, Julie fell apart.

Her first instinct was to run.

and politely called out. “Ms.

then who was in the back seat? She didn’t even need to

had chosen to rent a house here was to avoid bumping into him, since

if it was out of the way, today, she inevitably bumped into him, or rather,

Karl kindly reminded her. “I’ll call

there dumbfounded, only when Karl dialed the number did she suddenly remember. “This

to hit me, Joyce, you’ve really done it this time.” Kieran took

the dark night was like a fine, aged

his handcrafted Italian shoes shined brightly;

around his neck, then casually closed the car door

smell of

first time

the man she knew was a man with astonishing self–control and tolerance for alcohol. Julie had known him

him drunk.

drunk, he softly called her

was greater than heartbreak, and fading love was most afraid of

know how long she could stand looking at Kieran like this, so she turned to look at Karl and said, “This car isn’t mine; I’ll call the owner

come over!”