Lovin’ in the Moonlight

Seeing her expression somewhat moved, Alice expression very mild: “Think about it, when you escape, regardless of anything, you will be capricious for yourself this time, to a place where no one knows you, and your friends, live a life of peace and quiet, how good.”

Fairen Evert looked up at her with some wariness: “What are you trying to say?”

“I can take you out.”

“How do you think you’re going to get me out of here with your powers?”

“I have my own way, there are still a few days left, I’ll let you think it over, you can come to me anytime.”

After saying that, she suddenly drew up her voice: “Remember, if you don’t water these flowers today, you don’t want to go back to dinner!” After saying that, she left with hatred.

Can she really leave?

Did she want to leave?

After an exhausting day, when she returned to the hall, her hands had large and small blisters, painful she could not even pick up the bowl, and accidentally fell cracked, one, was Alice scolded for a long time, all kinds of hard words she endured without saying anything.

She almost cried out when she returned to her room after eating easily and looked for the ointment in the drawer for half a day and applied it with trembling hands.

If she wasn’t here, she wouldn’t have to be bullied, she could get the life she wanted.

The night came quietly, she slept in a daze, a figure came into the room, the next second, her body was suddenly pressed against her breath, she opened her eyes and saw a pair of black eyes, in the night, fixed on her.

Fairen Evert was startled and tried to reach out and push him, but her palm hurt and she sucked in a cold breath.

Maxton West pressed against her body, pinched her chin and kissed her hard.

With the taste of him all over her mouth, Fairen Evert bit him in protest, probably with really heavy force, and the next second she felt the taste of blood in her mouth.

Maxton West grunted and backed away, looking at her with a sullen gaze, “Looks like she didn’t teach you the rules properly.”

“You let go of me!”

Maxton West sneered, his palm somehow slowly sliding up to her neck, and then, suddenly, with force.

For a moment, he looked at the way Fairen Evert looked at himself, that look of deep disgust, and he felt sad for himself.

Why did he like her.

Why should he like someone else, when he hadn’t encountered this thing called love again, when he didn’t have a weakness.

At that time he did not know what it was like to be in pain, but now, he suddenly felt that the saddest thing was himself.

The company has been able to get everything it wants, power, money, but he can’t be happy.

The woman beneath her breathed a stifled breath and looked at him stubbornly.

Gradually, she couldn’t breathe.

The woman was at first struggling for a while, half a second, suddenly did not move, he was pinching her, but control the strength, she will be very difficult, but not to the point of fainting.

“Do you love me, hmm?”

His voice, ethereal and cold, crushed her eardrums without emotion.

Feeling a sudden increase in force between her throat, she held back the pain and reached out to pinch his hand: “Let go, madman! Crazy, I don’t love you!”

Her eyes suddenly went red.

“I’ll give you, one more chance.” The dark night, his eyes also red, I do not know if it is too much mood swings.This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - ©.

“I don’t love you, do you hear me, let go of … me, ahem! Crazy!”

The body was suddenly lifted up in the air, the man kicked open the bathroom door, put her in the bathtub, casually opened the shower and showered her face.

Fairen Evert’s hair quickly became wet and draped over her back, and her body shivered and shrank into a stiff ball in the already cold nighttime temperature.

Maxton West grabbed her by the neck: “Say again?”

The water slowly didn’t pass her body, the sound of water falling in her ears, the silence around her, she looked at the man in front of her and felt that he was strange.

“What makes a crazy … person like you worthy of my love, has anyone ever told you that you are childish?”

Her ears suddenly remembered what Barbie Capra had said to her a long time ago, that a boy who likes someone really becomes childish.

She suddenly felt very sad.

The hardest thing in this world was love, and she almost couldn’t get out.

Maxton West watched the water slowly diffuse over her face, her expression was calm, as if there was nothing uncomfortable, just those eyes kept looking at him fixedly.

Very light, very light, she was not angry, not angry with herself, not very disappointed, just looked at him, kept looking.

Her hand, pinching the back of her hand, slowly eased the force.

He saw her eyes closed, her body went soft, her hair slowly drifted between the transparent water waves, very beautiful, enchanting and charming.

At that very moment, his heart panicked. Suddenly let go of her and lifted her whole from inside the bathtub.

Breathing suddenly returned to normal, Fairen Evert gasped sharply, lying on the floor, with no strength at all, her whole body weak.

Dripping wet, she lay on the floor, motionless.

The man in front of her, as usual, was well-dressed and handsome. Only the expression on his face was a little gloomy.

Maxton West looked at her for a while and suddenly smiled: “Fairen Evert, I want to ask, did you have a moment … for me or not, hmm?”

“No.”

He put his hands in his pockets and took a step closer, almost stepping on her face: “Really no?”

She clenched her teeth: “No.”

She died.

Maxton West nodded, seemed to let out a laugh, and stepped out on the water stains, the door slamming with a loud thud.

Her heart fluttered with it. After an unknown amount of time, she slowly stood up, her palms hurting horribly. She turned off the shower and was going to change into another set of clothes before going to bed, but as she passed the mirror, her steps stopped for a moment.

The woman in the mirror was as white as a ghost, with flat, featureless features.

She’s not pretty, she’s really not pretty, Fairen Evert thought to herself.

There was a very obvious dark mark on the neck, which he had just pinched.

The hand, slowly touching that place, Fairen Evert slowly squatted down, she felt so tired.

Looking at the watch on the wall, it was now ten o’clock in the evening.

She did not change her clothes, just squatting by the floor-to-ceiling window, looking out at the dark night, dazed, for a long, long time, until someone knocked on the door.

“Come out and get ready for work, don’t think you’re still some kind of young grandmother!” The familiar voice rang in her ears with undisguised disgust.

She looked back at the clock on the wall, and it turned out to be 6:00 aml.

She stood up, her clothes still wet and sticky on her body.

As she followed Alice down the stairs, she reached out and tugged at the man’s shirt, very lightly.

The man looked back at her, expressing confusion.

Fairen Evert’s voice was so soft she couldn’t hear herself: “I promise you.”

I want a comfortable life, originally, I dreamed of a life where the little details of life could be shared with another person, where you could watch the sunrise and sunset, uneventful, but also warm to the core.