Retarded

pte

r

me who hit Nina wood

otte. Her hair was unruly, and the pouring rainwater flowed down from her forehead, blinding her vision. She lif

e hospital's entrance, his face grim and aloof. He bestowed a cold, detached glan

d of view, her breathtakingly beautiful face pale and haggard, "We've k

mella's cheek. The force pushed her back, yet her jaw

uds crowded the sky,

e lost her child, and she's in a coma from her in

ne, was accompanied by his ch

up from the ground. The tug on her scalp was so painful that Martin Pamella cou

from the soles of her

nconscious, Miss Katie, you

er me?" Martin Pamella endeavored to explain herself, insisting she didn't intentionally crash into Nina woods.

mp

ng down upon her, "Then why did the car that hit N

have time

entire Manchester City who has the honor of owning one. Everybody in Manchester City knows that Miss Katie values he

ear to God! I have ne

f you getting into the Lamborghini Veneno at eleven at night. Can you

ter W

een a reporter who had been persistently tracking her, peste

did anything

f her skin, "You love me, don't you? Loved me enough to throw away your pride, to become a demon, to even dare to k

ees buckled, and she fell to the ground. She tightly grasped his trouser leg, "I don't know why things turned out this way. Cha

la, prepare t

his to me. I'm carr

the car door slamming shut decisively. Running over, Martin Pamella's fingers got caught in the cr

ina woods, it was me. It was me who was with you..." Her face turned pale as sh

was heart-

extent of her love for him equaled her reluctance to hurt him. After discovering that

nd excruciating. However, this physical pain couldn

was willing

e of the story, no matter how much pain s

the corners of his mouth, "Miss Katie, you aren't trying to t

lieve me?" Her words were t

rboring a bastard in your stomach, I will have it ripped out imme

widened her eyes in disbel

, she felt dizzy as if the world was s

eavily, her bloody pa

falling harde

la, his eyes cold and indifferent. How far he pierced through with his gaze,

side the villa all night," Kyle repor

g without wind. His lips slightly pursed, and a fle

, she should understand how many year

ered, "And the B

with the Bailey family. Also, tell the people of the Bailey family, if they still want to stay

es

her files. Send a notice to France stating her moral corruption, her insanity or severe mental illness

dence of Martin Pamella getting into the car was photographed by a journalist, and in addition

ice have already iden

proudest, most untouchable

o own a world-lim

ibly infatuated with Paige an

rough the white smoke, he seemed to see outside the mansion, a slender figure kneeling on the

slender fingertips tigh

oods, I will take it back from you a hundr

.