Sweet Revenge

Chapter 512 What’s He Thinking?

Bridger didn’t know how to fight. Besides, Paisley had a sneak attack, so he wasn’t prepared for it. Because of the impact, he was thrown toward her.

“Ouch!” His nose hit Paisley’s mouth hard. The two of them both felt pain.

Paisley felt his lips numb because of his nose bone and his teeth. Bridger felt a lump in his throat and almost burst into tears. “Paisley, what are you doing?”

He covered his nose and struggled to stand up. Tears were rolling in his eyes, but he tried his best to hold them back.

This woman was so strange and unpredictable. If it weren’t for her, he would definitely get angry.

“You aren’t a martial artist?” Letting go of her hand, Paisley confirmed what she was thinking.

Just now, she thought that since Simon knew martial arts and was good at fighting, maybe the Palmer family was a hidden ancient martial arts family, and their people might know martial arts. So she tested Bridger’s martial arts.

Obviously, he was a martial artist!

He might be pretending, but with her martial arts skills, she could still tell that Bridger didn’t have any internal force at all, and his breath was not as steady as that of a martial artist. Obviously, he wasn’t one.

“Of course, I’m not! The Palmer family is not a martial arts clan like yours!” He touched his nose and couldn’t help complaining.

However, in his mind, he was thinking, if I knew martial arts, I would have already taken you down. There was no need for me to be afraid of you and to tangle with you like this?

Of course, he couldn’t say it out loud, but he still coaxed her, “Paisley, what’s wrong with you? By the way, you haven’t told me who hurt you. Don’t worry. Although I can’t fight, my family in Washington can’t be underestimated. I will definitely find that person out and bring him on ropes in front of you, at your disposal!”

whether he knew martial arts or

if he didn’t know how to fight, he didn’t care about it. In this modern era, martial skills were useless. Martial artists worked for bosses. As

water from the servant and took a sip. The smell of blood in her mouth faded a little, which reminded her how strong Simon

the number of real injuries was very few. She

But this time…

terrible. He was difficult to deal with. If he was with Silvia, Paisley really had no

she thought she was almost invincible in the world, and there were few opponents. But she did not expect that there was really a

trust me. No one dares to bully you. By the way, do you know who hurt you? In Washington, who dares to

“Will

take revenge?” Paisley asked as she sat

her to talk to him in such a low voice. Bridger was

woman? Paisley, tell me who that guy is. I’ll tie him up and cut him into pieces to

on the corner of her mouth

that he continued to show his loyalty and sincerity with a bright smile on his face.

suspected that he had

tone, Paisley put her hands on his shoulders, staring at him as if she was examining his sincerity from the bottom of her heart. “It turns out that what you said just now is really a lie to me. I

I was wrong!” She sighed, put down her arms, stood up, and was about to

He reached out his hand and pulled her back to sit down. “I didn’t hear it clearly. Who did you

Simon? Are you

the same face with the same

have the same name, and