Chapter 306 I’m Sorry and Thank You

When Cayne heard the word hunter again, he found that He disliked the word more and more.

Her eyes were incomparably clear and rational. At this moment, he felt a sense of embarrassment that was thoroughly seen through by others. She said there was no difference between the money of the past and the opportunity.

He really wanted to say that they were different.

However, in the next moment, he couldn't refute it. Was there a difference?

He naturally understood her meaning. If he wasn't so proficient in words, he could pretend that he didn't understand.

His hands gradually grew powerless.

There was no warmth in his palm. He stared at the woman's arm. It was strange that such a thin arm could easily fill the void in his palm.

It was strange that he felt so empty when her arm had disappeared from his palm.

In his eyes, the woman in front of him was vague. It was as if she was just an illusion.

Hunter?

He hated the word.

He could hear her rational response and see her clear eyes.

He also glanced at her black hair all the way down to her waist.

He couldn't accept it!

He couldn't accept it at all!

They were so close before. He could even remember the feeling when her hands were in his hands. It was so real!

"You're wrong." Cayne said, "You locked yourself in a cage. The name of the cage is the past. Grace, I look forward, but you look back."

"That is why you'll never be able to see me from your perspective."

Cayne said those words unhappily. His heart was filled with eagerness to control everything. He asked her,

"Do you think it is fair to me?"

The woman's shoulders trembled slightly and her eyelashes gently moved. She opened her pale lips slightly, and wanted to say something. But she didn't. Her gaze landed on the man's angry eyes. Instead, she calmed down.

"If I still have time..." She paused for a moment, and her eyes sparkled slightly. "If I have a choice, I will pretend to be arrogant and find Miffel to give up this opportunity." "Huh. You don't want to owe me a favor, do you?"

"Yes."

She said silently.

But she didn't answer him.

"Cayne, anyway, I'm very grateful for your help. Naturally, at the end of the day, I will repay you generously. I will not let you help me for nothing."

"Damn it. I don't want your return!"

"But there's only one thing I want," the man cursed impatiently. His chest heaved violently as he stared at her." If you want to thank me, give yourself to me. I won't accept anything else."

Her head ached a little. It didn't make sense.

"Three years ago, I admitted that I was wrong.

Isn't there a saying in China all will be forgiven if you correct your mistakes?

Do you want to lock yourself in the past forever?

Grace!"

He was rarely agitated. Cayne stared at her back. He was an excellent hunter, and he had always been disciplined. But today, at this moment, he did not want to stick to damn discipline! He wanted to indulge once!

He said that she was a gambler, but at this moment, he was the gambler.

When she was about to disappear from the door, he rushed over, suddenly hugging her.

Grace suddenly stiffened. She pursed her lips tightly and clenched her hands tightly. She pushed him away. She was not used to the intimacy from others.

She made the instructions in her mind.

Forbidden.

She was a qualified practitioner, and she had to get rid of the embrace behind her. It was warm. There was no doubt that Cayne's chest was warm. For many years, she had longed for the warmth and it was fine no matter who would give it to her.

But now, after those thousands of days, she was no longer used to being close to others.

Not to mention Cayne.

"I admit that I am despicable, but Grace, please walk out of the cage of the past."

He mentioned the cage several times. She was inexplicably irritated, and became angry.

"When cage?

When do I live in the past?

Mr. Cayne, I'm afraid you're hallucinating.

There was no such thing as a cage of the past.

Look at me. I'm fine now."

She scolded angrily.

She struggled to get out of his embrace.

"I don't understand what you're saying. All I know is that I'm fine now."

"Fine? Really? Grace, you're a self-deceiving liar! Are you really fine? What about Payne's illness and the things that happened to your family?"

"Grace, are you really fine?"

The man couldn't help but say directly. He suddenly stopped talking. He forced himself to calm down, and closed his eyes. He opened his eyes again. However, when he touched her long hair, his eyes lit up and he couldn't help but blurt out,

"Don't live in the past?"

Then why do you keep long hair? Who are you waiting for?

Waiting for Caden?

Is he that good?"

Grace's delicate face turned deathly pale instantly.

"Let go!"

She panicked and became confused. She lost control.

Ran.

Just ran.

Just ran away.

she could forget

hear, then she wouldn't be in a

thought so, and did

she escaped, Cayne's

He didn't believe it!

that he was worse

all of these that a successful man

failed to get women

lose control. Cayne's eyes were filled with unwillingness. Her struggle aroused the desire that had been suppressed in

will break the contract? Aren't you

break the contract unilaterally, I'm afraid you'll have to

stated the fact

The man smiled faintly.

"I do need money."

the reason why the James Group wants to cooperate with me is probably because of our core

James Group is broken, the liquidated damages

really cares about is the sharing of our core technology after the cooperation. That's the necessary condition to help the James Group out

swallowed her saliva. She didn't refute. What she and the James Group really valued

not something that could be remedied by

the cooperation, although she did not conceal anything

if it is? And what

was burning as he stared at

Yes, he was despicable.

a gambler in danger.

the answer, and even if it was his last

moment, was Cayne really just obsessed with unwillingness and desire

think about it,

her hand tightly. She almost made herself

moment, she actually

was just disappointed, and then told herself

she firstly managed the company, she noticed that Jafar had secretly transferred a lot of cashes, causing the capital

the capital chain of the James Group hadn't been broken, then she

difficult to make the choice. On the one hand, there were thousands of employees and thousands of families. People in the hospital were

she was at a loss. It was as if she had returned to the Royal Club three years ago and she had become

to go back to

What should she do?

and looked ahead, "Are you really

of answering directly, he asked,

and stretched out her hand. Without saying

behind her suddenly became

He didn't believe it!

refused to admit

so, couldn't he make her

a child that had

head. One second, two seconds, three seconds. An

while, he stopped and let her go. Looking at her, he met her clear pupils.

"Why aren't you hiding?"

said, "Are you satisfied?" Her hoarse words echoed

like a sharp knife that mercilessly

turned pale

as he stared at her and clenched his teeth tightly. He gritted his teeth and his teeth almost creaked. His arm finally loosened in frustration. He closed his

pain that people could not

had never had this kind of

ribs ached, and his internal organs ached. His body was really weird. When one place hurt, then each part of his body hurt. Even his back seemed to have been suppressed

broke the silence. There was only

door was opened,

gripped. She was shocked

and she could no longer blurt out a

her, "Grace, I'm hungry. I want to eat

and commanded proudly. However, for a moment, she could clearly feel the

down and blinked

while, the woman replied

of

known that people would rent the private meeting hall, dining hall, and beach, but today, the place that was

was clean and

noodles into the pot, and put some sauces into it. Not far away, the man sat at the table

the stove quietly.

in the kitchen, and he was in the living room. The old apartment

kitchen. He suddenly sniffed. He had eaten many bowls of noodles made by her. At that time,

never eaten such food as noodles again, and he always felt

orderly manner in front of the stove. She

she had long hair or short hair. In his

And it was as if he could look through

live in that old apartment building anymore. The noodles and chopsticks were placed in front of him, but he suddenly stood

two halves, and half of them were in the empty bowl he had brought back. There were also

onion from one bowl and placed it in another bowl bit by bit. Then

then did he sit down and slowly raise his chopsticks. He ate the noodles without saying a

The man immediately withdrew his gaze and focused her noodles. It was as if at this moment, there

the noodles in front

ate noodles at

put down the

now. Don't

up silently, "Thank you. I'm sorry." She shouldn't have

still choose to cooperate

eyes, and pulled up the chair. She took three steps back, bent down and

turned around

was taking a step forward, the man

"Hey! Grace!"

the sudden emptiness in his heart. It was as if he

He shouted at her,

who will keep her long hair for me! That's the woman I

not linger, her back to the man behind her. She smiled gently,

last noodles in the bowl and put it into his mouth. He chewed hard and closed his

you felt empty,

Who said that?

The man said

dining table

on the table. The people who ate the noodles had already left the table, and the noodles were

strode away, moving faster and faster. He rushed into Miffel's

a guest..." The secretary-general was knocked sideways by the door before he could

It's too late.

the scene in front of him, the Secretary-General felt headache, "Duke, there's

the bed, a sturdy man had his waist exposed, pressing down on a charming and

and before he could relieve his anger, he

"Shit! Are you crazy?"

up to the wine cabinet, opened the cabinet and took

and looked at the woman for a while. He suddenly got up and casually put on a nightgown. He opened

He smiled

you will

got the

such a gentle manner.

the Secretary-General, who

a lot of

that had not yet been relieved was

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