The Love Book

The bathroom was warm, but Phoebe Barnes only felt cold all over, cold to the bottom of her heart, very uncomfortable, like being betrayed by the person she loved the most, like a heartbreaking pain.

The last thing she wanted to see was a point she thought she could tell apart with his intelligence, but she didn’t expect the words to come out of his mouth just now.

After ten seconds of silence, she looked down into his eyes and stiffened her voice with some astringency, “I’m not lying, I didn’t expect anything at all about today, whether it was the news … or appearing here.”

The man frowned more tightly, lifted her jaw hand changed to pinch, a little narrowed eyes, voice low and forced, “You were really uncomfortable yesterday on the set …?”

Phoebe Barnes pupils shrunk extremely quickly, heart a moment of panic.

All things started in a scene on the set yesterday, if she lied at the beginning, there is no need to ask later, if she did not lie, it is bound to come up with proof.Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

But no matter what proof she comes up with, if it is possible to trace the hospital to the root, then what is the point of her cover-up?

Seeing that she did not say anything and did not want to explain, the man’s eyes swept a few points of coldness, clasping her wrist suddenly dragged the person into the water, pinching her jaw, cold voice: “You know I hate people lying, you not only used me, but also used the old man, good, very good, it seems that I was too polite to you before.”

The man coldly related two laughs, as if nothing emotional ups and downs, but the eyes a dark dark sunken, can not capture any feelings, the surrounding hostility is heavy.

Letting go and dropping her in the water, without even giving her a second glance, Kemp Ross walked straight out of the pool, taking the robe with him and slamming the door with a bang.

Phoebe Barnes was lying in the bath soaked, waterlogged hair on her face, looking a bit wretched, her face extremely pale, her slender eyelashes trembling thinly, her face indistinguishable from water or tears.

There was only one voice lingering in his head, he really didn’t believe her.

Kemp Ross dressed and did not care whether the woman inside came out or not, did not stay a moment to leave the bedroom, downstairs, the phone suddenly came a text message.

When I opened it, the familiar number from yesterday popped up again, [Kemp, I want to see you.

The man’s footsteps beat, the brain again emerged a clear face, the eyes abruptly deepened, more than a few inexplicable emotions.

Taking a few steps out of the main house, he manually dialed a number out.

“Campbell Butler, check out a guy and I’ll send you a picture with as much detail as possible.”

“…”

Kemp Ross left the Ross home and never came back. Phoebe Barnes was depressed and went back upstairs to her bedroom after having dinner with her grandfather.

She lay on the big empty bed, looking out the window has fallen night, squeezed the phone tightly, finally did not call over.

It was the first time since they had been married that Kemp Ross had not come back at night without informing her, indicating something that she understood very well, but an explanation without evidence was just a pale defense, and she didn’t know what to do anymore.

The look on his face when he left in the afternoon has been reflected in her mind lingering, no anger, but cool eyes with no temperature sneer, really made her sad.

2:00 a. m., downtown Century Tower penthouse.

In the bedroom, the sound of the phone vibrating repeatedly woke up the person in bed.

The bedside lamp turned on, the dim space sounded a hoarse voice with vague anger, “What the fuck are you doing in the middle of the night without sleep to harass me?”

“Where are you?”

“At home!”

“…”