Steal my heart by Savannah Kade

Franklin was in Yunnan.

He saw the woman.

He wanted to get close, but he couldn't move forward.

At night.

It was occasionally windy in Erhai Lake at night

Along the road opposite Memory Inn, there was always a car parked.

Sometimes it was a taxi, and sometimes it was a private car. There were different cars and license plate numbers. There must be the same person inside, Franklin.

He didn't dare to approach the lodgings.

Because she was there.

The wind tonight was very strong.

"Sir, we arrive." The driver was impatient. This was a strange customer. It was the third time he had received an order from this person.

Every time, the destination was the same.

Every time, he was silent all the way.

Every time he arrived at his destination, he would stare in one direction in a daze.

"Sir, if you want to stay, you can put up for the night now."

The driver urged.

He just didn't understand what these young people were thinking.

The man in the back seat said," What if I want to drink?"

The driver was stunned, "Do you ... lose your love?" Pointing to the lodgings outside the window, he said, "Does your girlfriend work in that lodging?" Was that why he always stared at that lodging in a daze? Franklin did not say anything, but the driver became sympathetic. He sighed, "You little youths don't cherish what you have. You'll regret it when you lose it."

The person in the back seat looked at Memory Inn and laughed at himself... Yes, he didn't cherish her when he had her.

That woman had ever trusted him with all her heart.

She also smiled at him.

At that time, if he hadn't harmed her so maliciously, would she continue being with him in such a daze for the rest of her life?

Even if she didn't love him, she would still be able to spend a lifetime.

Could it be that at this time, there was no longer any relationship between Caden and her.

If he hadn't acted so ruthlessly at that time, then... there wouldn't have been any room left!

There was no if...

In his entire life, he had been moved by a woman.

Someone told him that the woman had done such a thing, and the evidence was placed in front of him. He could not help but believe that she was self-depraved and extremely vicious.

Was that Grace he knew?

He was shocked. After being shocked, he was angry. He was angry that she had lied to him and acted so beautifully in front of him!

He could not stand it as she was not the girl he liked. He was so furious that he took it out on her maliciously.

He inflicted all his malice on her.

Now that he thought about it, the one who was most unbearable was himself.

Afterwards, he was at a loss.

Thinking back to that time, what appeared in his mind was not the woman's embarrassment, but it faintly occurred to him ... Even if she really did it, what was the point then?

He also felt that this idea was too ridiculous. Thinking of that kind of thing, and that she had even been in prison, Franklin could not take it as if nothing had happened. He was struggling and swaying.

He lied to himself and said, "Isn't she just a bitch?"

As he said this, he paid close attention to her every moment.

Hypocrisy!

How hypocritical!

Franklin mocked himself.

in the rear through the rearview mirror and hurriedly tried to

up at the rearview mirror. In the rearview mirror, he

He didn't know!

"Where are you going?"

is the

bar in Lijiang Ancient City. But it will take us two hours to drive. Do you want to go?" "Go! Why not?" Franklin also

"The fare..."

a stack of bills was stuffed directly into his

"Alright! I'll bring you

it was much enough for a week's

They went to Lijiang.

it was basically eleven o'clock and they closed one after another. This was the rule in Lijiang Ancient City. Outside the ancient city, several large bars were still bustling

the more

machines, also

the dance floor, there were

danced crazily. They were as crazy as madmen. They waved their heads and turned

cup

he missed

drinking could he feel

he feared the most was total

couldn't see the

Someone bumped into him.

the ground on the

sorry. I didn't mean

did not say anything. The manager of the bar happened to be at the side.

clumsy. She broke your wine and we'll compensate you for another bottle." The money was actually deducted from the

heard the manager's words, she immediately turned pale. However, she was

hurriedly came over and

the

but her heart

front of him. The manager thought, "Don't tell me

was too

"What is your name?"

"Kristina."

Franklin

I'll have someone

it. It's just a bottle of wine. I don't care if it is shatters. There's not much left," Franklin understood the rules and said

among the casual customers tonight. Naturally, as the manager, he needed to come over to take a look. Therefore, he could

are you in the bar?" Franklin completely ignored the manager and he didn't know if

at

I'm short of money. I was

took out his cheque book and

handed

quickly filled in a string of numbers on the cheque book. He signed his name

it in this

manager of the bar swept over it and was

One million!

One million!

to a little

get drunk, or he was

he wouldn't give a cleaner

for her not to take this money. Who

up and take

money, I'm rich. I'll give it to her. I'll give

on the table, he staggered out of the bar in a hurry and in a

ran and

into the dark

was thinly dressed, causing him

corner with patches of moss growing on it. He slowly raised his hands and covered half of his face. There was a trace

sorrow, silent endurance

be

here." A sweet girl

running for? You're running so fast." The woman's

gently wiped his face. Through his fingers, a woman with an excellent figure stepped on ten-inch high heels. He saw a perfect buttocks dress and

did not looked up, but still buried her

breeze blew and she gently patted his

not move, "Do you work

hooker." The woman touched Franklin's ears with her lips and she seemed to blow

sneered silently. He looked up, "Do you always

slightly, "I'm good at beauty-appreciation. You

almost snuggled into his embrace, "Normally, men come to the bar

love? Love is always the same. A man loves a woman. A woman loves a man. Either you don't love her, or she doesn't love you. What else can you do if she doesn't love you? Does it have to be her?" The woman touched Franklin's clothes, and drew circles on Franklin's chest, "What can you do? If

one that suffers pain.