The Love Book

chapter 89: You Threaten Me?



Genny Ross was so angry that he couldn’t speak, staring at her and clenching his fist, as if he was going to reach out and smack her next moment, his breathing disturbed as he warned, “If you dare to slander me in front of him, I won’t let you go!”

“Denigrate?” Phoebe Barnes looked at her, her red lips curled up in a mocking smile, “Do you need to denigrate the reality of your situation? If you don’t think I’m a good person, you should understand that it’s all in your attitude whether I speak the truth about you or good things in front of him, and you expect to pick on me while still asking me to do you a favor?”

“You threatened me?” Genny Ross looked at her incredulously, how could this woman be so vicious?

Phoebe Barnes raised her eyebrows slightly, “A threat is a threat if you think it is, after all, I can’t really boast any good words when I think of you in a bad way.”

“You!” Genny Ross gasped as he pointed at her.

“Think about it!” Phoebe Barnes, not wanting to talk to her anymore, got up on her crutches and walked toward the bathroom, dropping the words as she went, “Your brother should be here by now, go out and greet him, and tell him anything you want to complain about.”

Regardless of whether Genny Ross left or not, Phoebe Barnes moved into the bathroom with difficulty and closed the door behind her, not even caring about the makeup on her face, bent over the sink and kept rinsing with cool water, as if this was the only way to suppress the impulse in her heart that was close to collapse.

… my brother used to like a woman, now back home, double doctorate in medical psychology, beautiful and temperament, and you only sell smile compared to the third-rate entertainers do not know how much higher grade, my brother is not stupid, put the beloved not marry still intend to keep you?

Genny Ross’ words felt like a series of echoes hovering back and forth in her head.

She was just irritating Genny Ross to get her to say something, and sure enough, the woman at the bar last night was the Alice Kemp Ross was talking about.

A competent yet elegant woman, it turns out that Kemp Ross likes it that way.

Yeah, what man doesn’t like that kind of woman? What is there to be surprised.

She suddenly remembered the man facing the woman’s look and tone, mild and lazy, like unloading all the fatigue and precautions, not to mention the indifference of detachment.

This feeling, like Kemp Ross treats Wind Rong, treats King Pei, and to her is completely different.

The thought of something and more certain of this idea, let her those hidden in the depths of the emotion to burst out of the cocoon strangled heart.NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

Does she have to keep fighting a little longer …

Phoebe Barnes reached up and turned off the water valve, regained her feet, and looked at her bloodless face in the mirror, a complicated look reflected in her eyes.

She stood in front of the mirror for a long time before reaching for a towel and wiping the water stains that had dried.

Outside suddenly came the sound of opening the door, she wiped her face for a moment, the look has returned to normal, but there is no smile Rong’s face, the thin look seems more cold.

Open the door and look at the steely figure standing at the door, she was slightly stunned, nothing unexpected on her face, smiling lightly, “You’re here.”

Kemp Ross looked at the woman in the doorway who was clutching a cane for support, her handsome face was particularly expressionless, “You asked me to come over, what role do you need me to play in this self-directed and self-scripted play of yours tonight?”

Phoebe Barnes looked up at him, “I’m not making up stories, I’m just telling the truth. As for why I’m here all of a sudden, I’ll have to ask your sister, if you want Grandpa to live a few more years, you’d better go remind her not to toss and turn like this all day long.”

After that, she limped towards the bed, wearing only a thin white short-sleeved shirt to reveal two thin white arms, fragile as if they could be broken at any time, two pencil legs straight and long, dressed fresh and uncomplicated like a small elf.

The man’s eyes were deep and dark as he looked at her, his throat bones rolled soundlessly, his voice husky and mellow in a low mockery, “How much more peaceful do you think you can be than her?”

Phoebe Barnes arched her eyebrows, “You know the truth not …”

“Does the truth matter? How many of the people who come together care about what the playwright is acting inside Rong?”

“…”

Phoebe Barnes pursed her pink lips and raised her eyes to meet the shallow sneer in the man’s dark eyes, like she was looking at a clown.

She gave up on continuing to argue with him, slowly lowered her eyes, and whispered, “You can sleep in the bedroom upstairs at night.”

The man glanced down at her small alabaster feet on the cold floor, slowly narrowed his eyes, thin lips rippled with a few light cool smile, looked at her, his voice became slightly raspy, “And where did you learn a trick to hook people? Not wearing shoes is waiting for a man to hold?”

“…”

Phoebe Barnes glanced down at her feet and her toes curled a little.

She also just noticed that it was probably because Genny Ross’s words just messed up her mind and forgot to put on her medicine after changing it.

The man took a step forward with his long legs, reached out and circled her waist to pick her up completely and put her on the bed, slightly leaned down and circled her in the narrow space between his two hands, his face showed a light smile that was like a doting smile, his voice was lazy to the extreme, “But you haven’t done it with you for a few days, you’re so short of men?”

Phoebe Barnes blushed, but was exasperated, she really underestimated how shameless this man was.

Indifferent under the bed, beast in bed.

She reached out and pushed him, her heart was a little nervous, biting her lip lowly, “My foot is still not well, if I don’t take care of it, it will leave after-effects affecting my work in the future.”

The man righted her small face, and once he lowered his head, he could smell her body, his mind gradually calmed down, hooked his lips, and said in an unperturbed manner, “There are so many spare tires waiting in line to support you, still afraid of not finding a job?”

“…”

Phoebe Barnes’ face suddenly sank, her eyes widened in disbelief as she looked at him, gritting her teeth and saying with some hurt, “Do you have to be so suspicious of me?”

She saw with her own eyes that he was having dinner with other women ambiguous did not ask anything, but he was taunting her with some unwarranted things, how could she not be angry.

The man narrowed his eyes, his fingers cut against her smooth face, shallow, gentle smile, “You have prepared so many green hats for me outside, I always have to think about which one I will take in the future. ”

Phoebe Barnes heart a pain, a moment to bite through the lips, blood-stained lips, bright red suddenly seductive.

Kemp Ross’s dark eyes deepened and he kissed her directly down a second before she added her lips.

Phoebe Barnes’ pupils shrank and subconsciously she turned her face away to refuse.

The man’s eyes narrowed and he raised his hand to forcefully break her back to deepen the kiss.

The bright red blood was stained on the lips of the two, adding a touch of danger, a touch of eroticism.

He skillfully pried her lips apart, cupped her chin with one hand, and slowly reached under her with the other.

Phoebe Barnes tasted a hint of fishy saltiness and frowned, her thick eyebrows’ lashes fluttering softly.


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