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?”

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

for a long time.

by Amelie’s self–blaming

Mr. Byron, I offended Chris

with

did you

cried even harder, sobbing

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

kept apologizing, but made Lamont laugh. This was the first time he

doesn’t dare, you should slap his mouth

up at Lamont.

back, Amelie’s kiss touched his

next day, Amelie was woken up by a large amount of sunlight coming

that fell on her face, struggled to open her eyes, and when she sat up, a

head.

wine last night must be fake wine, just like Cynthia. Amelie still remembered the sworn feud with

the bathroom made Amelie instantly

forgot what

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

her.

and the person who came

Amelie’s bewildered face, Lamont couldn’t help but let out a sneer, when Amelie was

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

nosebleed.

what’s going on,

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

have forgotten what happened last night,

was annoyed, he said everything that should be said and should not be said, so how can

there was a crack in the ground now, Amelie will

at the mess on the ground, with a joke

happened last night, right? Isn’t it

you have

she met his eyes, she would

to turn your face and

I that

in her heart, and silently scolded this man

by little, Amelie’s heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably, and it was about to jump out of her

help Ms.

the unsightly scenes

in her ear.

night. It was Ms.

talk anymore, I don’t want

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

when Amelie poked

still naked in the bed, not to mention how ugly

Nobody knew where to get the white dress. It was

my assistant to send you new

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the door to leave, but was stopped

to stay

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