"Let's go back." Marcus said suddenly with his low voice.
After the three of them returned to the study, Janice thought for a while and said, "Gavin, thank you so much today. You can go back first."
Gavin responded, "Well, Mrs. Clinton."
After Gavin left the study, Janice walked to the door and looked around, then closed the door tightly, bending down and squatting in front of his wheelchair.
"Marcus, do you want to find out the truth about those things before? It's you who killed them unconsciously or you were framed by someone?"
Janice looked unusually solemn. It seemed that every word had been well thought out. It seemed that she had struggled for a long tom to ask him this question.
Marcus pursed his lips, paused for a few seconds, and then said, "Of course I want."
"If your legs and eyes are healed, will it help to find out the truth sooner?"
After speaking, she felt a little tangled and frowned more tightly.
"Yes." He answered without any hesitation. His voice sounded so charming.
This affirmative answer was a mixed blessing for her. Janice felt heavy.
dim eyes, imagining what the world he saw with
donate the cornea, you
she said this, she felt so
Marcus answered concisely. His low and sexy voice was full of the masculine
you can stand up soon." Janice deliberately said
warm. He asked with
to me?" His tone was gentle to the extreme, "I
as he finished speaking, he felt heartbroken. His hands on
will ask you one
restrain the tears. Her eyes widened, as
said in a deep voice,
you find your true love,
felt so sad. She bit her lower lip hard, as if the pain could make her ignore the
time, Marcus also felt sad. Every word she said seemed to be stimulating his nerves. The
that she still didn't have
for a few seconds, he said firmly, "In my dictionary, as long as I signed the contract, I won’t breach it! Since I married you, no matter what happens, as long as you don’t leave me, I
her surprised and delighted. She only felt overjoyed. Her heart seemed to skip a beat and then beat