q“Stop!” Francesca inched backward and avoided him. “I'm about to crumble.”

“Fine. I'll let it off easily this time.” Danrique carried her down from the rack and patted her butt. “Go clean yourself up. I'll wait for you.”

“Okay!” Francesca ran into the bathroom.

Danrique watched her from the back. The corners of his lips quirked up at how cute Francesca was.

He loved their lives right now. They were spending time together, fooling around with each other happily. Though there would be heated arguments at times, most of the time was filled with pure happiness and sweetness.

I wish we could continue living blissfully and harmoniously every day forever, but...

Strangely, Danrique felt a sense of uneasiness.

Meanwhile, Francesca was brushing her teeth while her phone vibrated. She checked on it and hurriedly picked up the call when she realized it was a call from Anthony. “Hello?”

“Francesca, where are you?”

“Xendale, why?”

“With Danrique?”

“That's right.”

Anthony heaved a sigh

“What happened?” Francesca asked.

Ms. Layla and Mr. Lincoln. They would secretly get in touch with me every

tell me they would get in touch with you!” Francesca

you flew to Danontand,” Anthony replied, “They were still in H City back then, but I don't know where they are now after they cut

me their contact. I'll

that affect you in any way?” Anthony hesitated. “Ms. Layla told me not

“Hurry up!” Francesca yelled.

information to Francesca because he dared not anger

get in touch with Ms. Layla, only to find that the call wouldn't go through

panicking, Danrique, who was done changing his clothes,

and Mr. Lincoln. I'm worried about

get someone to look into it.” Danrique immediately sent the information about the two

but there's nothing I could do when their enemies are hunting them down.” Guilt was eating her alive.

breakfast. Maybe there will be news

were capable and efficient, Francesca acknowledged that she should give them some time.

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255