380: Chapter 382: Do You Want to Get Beaten Again?
380: Chapter 382: Do You Want to Get Beaten Again?
At that ti, he thought the person swimming towards him was an angel.
Then, he was saved.
When he opened his eyes again, he saw a crowd of people crying and shouting around him, and he also saw Rebecca Kelloway in a wet white dress standing beside him.
It was at that mont that he fell in love with Rebecca Kelloway.
Rebecca Kelloway had saved his life.
At his most helpless, most fearful, and most desperate mont, Rebecca Kelloway appeared.
She was like an angel, swimming towards him bit by bit, pulling him back from the Ghost Gate.
If it wasn’t for Rebecca Kelloway’s tily appearance…
He might have…
It is said that people easily develop feelings for those who save their lives.
He and Rebecca Kelloway were like that.
Before that, his feelings for Rebecca Kelloway were only brotherly love.
He was an only child, without any brothers or sisters, so when he t Rebecca Kelloway, he always treated her like a sister.
His change of feelings for Rebecca Kelloway was because of that incident.
After that, no matter how many things Rebecca Kelloway did that displeased him, or how her character was no longer as pleasing as when she was a child, he always tolerated her.
Because Rebecca Kelloway had saved him.
The debt of saving a life, he would never forget in his whole life.
When he was subrged in the water, his consciousness was already blurry.
Vaguely, he saw a pair of very dark and bright eyes, as well as the white figure approaching him, and he slled a very faint sweet fragrance.
Just now, when Joanna Lawrence approached, he slled the sa scent from her.
He felt familiar.
Joanna Lawrence was speechless about his answer and felt a bit at a loss for words.
She thought she had encountered a lunatic.
And just now, she actually tried to reason with a lunatic.
Was her brain broken too?
Since he had already said that, what else could Joanna Lawrence say?
She sneered and nodded, “Fine, whatever.
There are so many people who dislike , I don’t mind having one more.
Do whatever you want.”
Frank Parker looked at her with a heavy gaze, frowning but saying nothing.
“Mr., Mr.
Parker…”
The salesperson mustered the courage to speak, “Do…
do you still want the bag?”
Frank Parker turned his head to look at the salesperson, only then rembering the matter of the bag.
He was about to speak, but he heard Joanna Lawrence say in a domineering tone, “I want the burgundy bag.
Frank Parker, whether you dislike or not, I don’t care, but I won’t let you have this bag.”
Frank Parker naturally had no interest in the bag.
He only claid to want the bag earlier so Joanna Lawrence wouldn’t be satisfied.
The salesperson had a difficult expression, “Mr.
Parker, you see…
Indeed, it was this young lady who decided to buy this bag first.”
Frank Parker looked at Joanna Lawrence’s resolute appearance, his soft eyes narrowed, and he sneered coldly, “Oh?
What if I insist?”
“It seems you want another beating.”
A low and cold voice sounded from behind the two of them.
Frank Parker stiffened, his face changing.
Joanna Lawrence turned around and, seeing the man behind her walking towards her with a cold face, she was stunned for a mont before smiling and walking towards him.
“Finished your call?” She walked to Ashton Heath’s side and took the initiative to hold his hand.
Her soft little hand wrapped around his, gently pressing against his palm.
She rarely took the initiative like this, especially in public in front of others.
For a mont, Ashton Heath was dazed for a few seconds.
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