The Return of the Disguised Princess

Chapter 163

The Return of the Disguised Princess Chapter 163

Chapter 163 Traitor

Amelie barely looked in the direction of the voice, and it was Lamont who came and punched Jay with a face full of anger.

“Touch her, I will kill you!”

Amelie took a deep breath and used her last strength to call out Lamont’s name.

“Lamont, you almost lost me”

If it wasn’t because he was in a hurry to see Amelie, Jay would have been beaten and permanently disabled by Lamont.

“Cynthia told you to come here, and you came here. And you ran to such a far place to eat for a fucking script, and risked your life.”

Lamont took off his clothes and wrapped Amelie up, while complaining about Amelie, he didn’t know whether it was disgust or distress.

He hugged Amelie horizontally, only to feel her body burning hot.

“Mr. Byron, at what time are you still blaming me?”

Amelie’s voice was a little aggrieved, and tears actually fell from the corners of her eyes.

“Extremely tired, exhausted…”

Amelie was talking nonsense while still clutching the room card tightly in her hand, just

in time to fall into Lamont’s sight.

Thinking that she could no longer bear the toss of the journey back and forth, Lamont thought over and over again and went to the hotel next door with Amelie in his arms.

Along the way, Amelie kept talking nonsense, rubbing her head back and forth in

Byron’s arms, and Lamont suddenly felt that this scene seemed familiar.

“Stupid, who has been drugged by others again and again, and takes it for nothing.”

This time, Lamont really disliked Amelie, and when he put Amelie on the bed, Mullen started to be dishonest again, pulling Lamont to not let go.

“Don’t touch me, go away! Go away! Mr. Byron, save me, save me!”

Lamont frowned slightly. The night she had a high fever five years ago, Amelie took his hand and called Mr. Byron for the whole night.

I don’t know why, during this period of time, Lamont’s mind kept thinking about the days when he was with Amelie, which made him very annoyed.

“I am here.”

Time passed by, Amelie took Lamont’s hand, and Lamont could only sit by the bed to accompany her. Later, Amelie kept talking nonsense about Byron’s name, and Lamont ignored it from the beginning, and turned it into a sentence of patient response.

After a while, Amelie suddenly sat up from the bed, looked at Lamont with red eyes, and Lamont was also taken aback.

“What are you doing?”

was a little displeased, his brows were tightly locked, Amelie suddenly put her arms around Lamont’s neck, and squeezed into his arms, which

for a long time.

by Amelie’s

sorry Mr. Byron, I

asked with a cold

you

even harder, sobbing slightly in Lamont’s

me, but I gave him a slap in the face. He said that I was not good, and he wanted

apologizing, but made Lamont laugh. This was the first time he laughed from the bottom of his

dare, you should slap his mouth

crying and looked up at Lamont. How long had it been since she

Amelie’s kiss touched his

was woken up by a large amount of sunlight

light that fell on her face, struggled to open her

head.

last night must be fake wine, just like Cynthia. Amelie still remembered

water from the bathroom made Amelie instantly alert. Was there

forgot what happened

ground and the naked body under the quilt, it’s hard not to associate

her.

sound of water flowing in the bathroom stopped, and the person who came

Lamont couldn’t help but let out a sneer, when Amelie was not divorced,

exposed in front

nosebleed.

figured out what’s going on, yet this man, Lamont,

to ask what happened

you have forgotten what

that should be said and should not be said, so how can I

the ground now, Amelie will definitely get in and

at the mess on the ground, with a joke on his

Mullen should know what happened last night,

you have

met his eyes, she would have a sense

you want to

that kind

and silently scolded

by little, Amelie’s heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably, and it

Ms. Mullen recall,

the unsightly

in her ear.

night. It was

don’t talk anymore, I

flushed, and she shrank herself

the room, and when Amelie poked her head out again, Lamont was

herself was still naked in the bed, not to mention how

conscience. Nobody knew where to get the white dress. It was elegant and not

I have threw them away. I asked my assistant to send you new clothes, which were the size five

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finishing speaking, Lamont opened the door to

Mullen wants me to

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