Chapter 1868 Fate

Francesca reclined casually on the sofa as she sipped on a cup of warm milk.

She acted no different no matter where she was. She would stand and sit languidly. She would rather lie down instead of sitting and sit instead of standing, if she had a choice.

She had no care as to how people see her. She just did whatever was comfortable.

Danrique narrowed his eyes as he watched her. His eyes gleamed as if many thoughts were racing across his mind.

After a long silence, he finally spoke. “Did you take alcohol?”

“Yes, I did,” Francesca admitted.

“Eva pushed you to take them?” Danrique inquired.

I took them

to shift the blame onto others. Even though Eva did intend to

leave

mind was churning up a way to answer

lock me in the basement and torture me? Well, at least that’s how romance novels always go. Those alpha CEOs always resort to such measures. I recalled there was a novel I read before in which the male lead had locked the female lead in an animal cage

had Francesca giving Danrique a strange

me,” Danrique demanded

me?” Francesca refused to answer and asked

had only caught that one

Francesca didn’t want to lie to him. “I’m not a saint or a femme fatale. Why would I take a bullet for a

know me well?” Danrique’s expression darkened at her words. “Seven years

forgotten what happened seven

trying to be courteous here. I’m telling you the truth. I was still young then, so I didn’t

my foot, causing me to lose my balance and

to him. Even though it’s cruel, I have to

what you just said is true. You taking the bullet for me was accidental, and you had forgotten about what happened

his head as though he had no problem accepting

“That’s right.”

This stubborn man had

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