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

did intend to make her drunk,

want to leave me?” Danrique

respond to his question. Her mind was churning up a way to answer

Will he break my leg, lock me in the basement and torture me? Well, at least that’s how romance novels always go. Those alpha CEOs always resort to

scary thought had Francesca giving

demanded with

marry me?” Francesca refused to answer and asked

had only caught that one word in

want to lie to him. “I’m not a saint or a femme fatale. Why would I take a bullet for a man? Moreover, I

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

forgotten what happened seven

and said seriously, “I’m not trying to be courteous here. I’m telling you

the bullet for you. Something hit my foot, causing me to lose my balance and accidentally fall into your arms, then I

Even though it’s cruel, I have to tell him the truth. It’s better than leaving

true. You taking the bullet for me was accidental, and you

though he had no

“That’s right.”

This stubborn man had finally thought

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