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

for a long time.

by Amelie’s

Byron, I

with

you

cried even harder, sobbing slightly

I was not good, and he wanted to terminate all cooperation with Prosperity Global Entertainment. I’m sorry,

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

dare, you should slap his mouth a few

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

to hold back, Amelie’s

up by a large amount of sunlight coming in from the gap

fell on her face, struggled to

head.

the head made Amelie tired all over. The wine last night must be fake wine, just like Cynthia. Amelie still remembered the sworn feud with Cynthia

made Amelie instantly alert. Was

forgot what happened last

at the messy clothes on the ground and the naked body under the quilt, it’s hard not to associate with that incident, which

her.

the sound of water flowing in the bathroom stopped, and the person who came turned out to be Lamont.

a sneer, when Amelie was not divorced, she rarely saw

towel, and the upper body was completely exposed in front of Amelie’s eyes.

nosebleed.

on, yet this

to ask what happened to the two of them, but Lamont

say that you have forgotten what happened

said everything that should be said and

the ground now,

the mess on the ground, with a

happened last night,

you have

Amelie’s heart, as long as she met his

want to turn your face

I that kind of

and silently scolded this man several times in

accelerated uncontrollably, and it was about to jump out of her

help Ms.

the unsightly scenes last night

in her ear.

last night. It was Ms.

anymore, I don’t want to hear

her face flushed, and she shrank herself into the quilt to

hearty laughter resounded in the room, and when Amelie poked her head out again, Lamont was

bed, not to mention how ugly it

still had a conscience. Nobody knew where to get the white dress. It was elegant and

my

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finishing speaking, Lamont opened the door

to stay

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