Telling Lies, loving you novel Chapter 120

"Are you driving me away? I came to see you out of kindness, but you drove me away? " Looking at the silent woman, Wyn's forehead tightened. "Michelle, I'm doing this for your own good," he said, his voice trembling

"Thank you. I'm not a child. I can take care of myself." However, Michelle still refused to look into his eyes. If she looked into his eyes, she would be heartbroken.

Behind them was the corridor. A gust of cold wind blew and he felt a chill at his back. Thinking back on what Michelle had said, Wyn could only feel blood rushed into his brain.

"Michelle, we are couple! You love me and I love you. Shouldn't we be together? "

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Michelle turned to look at Wyn, only to hear the sound of footsteps from downstairs. She dragged Wyn into the room and closed the door.

Upon looking this, Wyn was pleased. He walked up to her, held her arms and said, "you still love me, right?"

The pain in Michelle's arms brought her extreme fear!

"What are you doing? Let me go!"

"Michelle, trust me. We are meant for each other! Give me some time and I will prove it to you. I will give you a bright future. We will have our own children in the future! "

All of a sudden, Michelle calmed herself down. She looked into his eyes and said, "Wyn, I can pretend that nothing has happened today. But I warn you, if you keep pestering me, I will call the police. "

"You have fallen in love with him, haven't you?" Wyn seemed to know something from her answer. He stared at her, hoping it was not the answer he wanted least.

But the reality was always cruel.

"Yes, I like him." Michelle replied him in a serious tone, not like joking.

"You..." Wyn suddenly pulled her into his arms and bent down to kiss her.

Michelle was frightened and dodged. She pushed him away, bit her lips and said with disgust, "Wyn, don't do this to me!"

When they were quarreling, the door was opened. Carrying two big bags in her hands, Olivia rushed over as soon as she saw what was happening in the room. "Let go of my daughter. Wyn! How dare you come here?"

She threw one of the plastic bag to Wyn, which hit his handsome face exactly.

Because of the pain, Wyn loosened his grip on Michelle's arms.

He looked at Olivia and wanted to explain something, but he couldn't say anything at the moment.

"If you don't want me to call the police, please leave here right now!" With her daughter in her arms, Olivia asked Wyn to leave rudely. She didn't expect that this man had the face to come here after doing something wrong.

Wyn's heart thumped in pain, and he staggered back a few steps. He took one last look at Michelle and then left resolutely.

The door was slammed so hard that the whole building was trembling.

Olivia looked at the girl in her arms and patted her head gently. Michelle remained silent, but Olivia knew that her daughter was terrified.

In the bar, the deafening music and blurred light on the dancing floor swayed young men and women, who were very happy.

A strapping figure was sitting on the edge lonely. He looked at them coldly, with the food in his hand constantly being fed into his mouth.

Plus this one, he had drunk 16 glasses in a row.

Sitting in front of the bar counter, Wyn slammed his glass on the table and ordered wine for him. The waiter gave him a glance and advised, "Sir, you are drunk. How about I send someone to send you back first?"

"Are you afraid that I won't give you the money?" When he heard that he was rejected, Wyn felt bad.

The waiter at the bar counter shook his head and looked at him again. Then he turned around, took a bottle of expensive wine from the wine cabinet behind him, handed it to Wyn and said, "enjoy yourself."

Impatiently, Wyn poured the wine in the glass, and downed it in one gulp. Then he slammed the glass on the table before refilling the glass again.

"I am in love with him." His mind was still ringing with the words that Michelle had said, which undoubtedly deeply hurt his heart.

"Hum! It turns out that women always are sentimental." He suddenly realized that he had been too stupid. But it was undeniable that women could easily change their minds.

"Scott, you are merciless."

Clutching the glass between his fingers, Wyn burned with anger and hatred. Only gods knew how much he missed her now. It was pretty if Michelle could stay with him now.