Your Love Is My Weapon

Chapter 225

"Rosalind is good to you. You've been fooling around with other women all these years. She's never had a quarrel with you. I guess you've had enough fun all these years. You'd better live a good life with her..."

"Stop!" Vincent interrupted Terrence. "I also want to. Don't you know that she can't have a baby? What's the difference between her and a chicken that can't lay eggs? What can she do for me?" Terrence's face darkened, "How can you say that?"

Vincent lazily leaned against the back of his chair. "It's none of your business!"

He didn't like others to meddle in his personal affairs. He had the right to choose his own life. He didn't need others’ comments on his life.

"If I let you be, I'm afraid you'll do something that you'll regret for the rest of your life...”

"Okay, it's getting late. I should go back.” Vincent stood up and asked Rosalind to go home.

He didn't want to stay here and listen to Terrence’s lecture any longer. After all, he was no more a kid.

Although Vincent didn't like Terrence to meddle in his affairs, he was still very obedient to him. He didn't do anything unruly at all. He went between two places, the company, and the home.

In fact, his wife was not ugly. Instead, she was a very elegant woman. Her worst fault was her infertility. He had been fooling around with women because he wanted to have a child,

That was why he kept trying to sleep with all kinds of women, but none of them were pregnant.

If this woman couldn't have a child, he would turn to the next one, so people considered him lecherous. Later, he gradually loved the feeling of sleeping with different women, so he tried to conquer all kinds of women.

When the car reached a corner, a woman suddenly rushed out. Vincent was so shocked that he hurriedly stepped on the brake, but the woman still fell to the ground. There were people coming and going here. He was afraid of attracting attention at the critical moment of the election. Vincent quickly got out of the car and asked, "Did you get injured?”

Rebecca looked up at Vincent. She had beautiful eyes and the corners of her eyes slightly turned up, which made her so charming. Her mouth was opened a little, her lips red and thin. She looked at Vincent and said, "My legs seem to have got injured.”

Vincent was deeply impressed by her look. He swallowed hard unconsciously and said, "I'll take you to the hospital.”

Vincent carried her into the car and drove to the hospital. On the way to the hospital, Rebecca looked at Vincent and said gently, "Thank you.”

kind of place. She had served all kinds of men and knew what kind of women men would

he didn't hide the look of excitement in his eyes. "My car hit you. It's my responsibility to take you

everyone would be responsible for the accident they caused.

smiled and

Rebecca smiled

run out like that. It was

a long time before she said, "My family was in debt to the usurer. They couldn't get the money from my parents, so they asked me for it. I'm an ordinary office worker. How can I get so much money at once? This time, they blocked me in my living place and asked me for the money. I had no choice

kept rubbing against the steering wheel. From time to time, he glanced at Rebecca's collar, which was deliberately

looked at

like a wolf that

short time, the car stopped at the hospital. Rebecca pushed open the door and was about to get out of the car

said with her

the orthopedics department. I'll go

in a chair and

Vincent was far away, Rebecca made a phone call and said, "Everything is going

other end of the phone said, "Got it. Be careful and don't let him know our plan." Rebecca said, "Okay." Afterward,

her feet and needed to

you. It's my fault. I'll pay all the medical fees and the compensation for your delay

her lips. “That's not good. After all, I'm also responsible for the accident. It's

on the shoulder, "Don't worry. Do as I said. Moreover, you are

nodded and said, "Thank

at the watch, "You're welcome, I'm leaving now. I'll come to see you when I'm

In the hospital.

of flats on her feet. She still looked tall in her flats. Her long hair was tied up behind her head which was neat and simple

her lips together. "Actually, Orlando and I can handle all the business affairs. Mrs.

meant. However, at such a critical time,

smiled at her, "I'm