Blood Oath: Forever Yours

Her tone was full of self-depraved frivolity and indifference as if she had already used her identity as a “tool”.

Lawrence paused his movements.

Her words were like a bucket of water poured down from his head. The man’s face turned cold in an instant.

He grabbed Charlotte’s neck hard. With reddened eyes, he looked at her, gritting his teeth.

“Charlotte Garcia!”

Charlotte bit her lower lip hard. Although she couldn’t help trembling under his hand, she still looked up at him with a faint smile.

“Mr. Harris, what are you so angry about? As your tool, I’m doing what I ought to do and get ready. Why are you so mad?”

Lawrence’s eyebrows twitched violently.

He knew that she had done it on purpose.

She deliberately humiliated herself and provoked him.

Good job! Awesome!

The next second, the man suddenly stood up and kicked the wheelchair, which bumped onto the wall not far from him fiercely.

squinted his

sure about what you are,

his shirt. Gritting his teeth, he dragged Charlotte’s arm and tossed

there was a click

without any mercy and pressing her head down

Show me how you

blanketed

girl knelt there motionlessly with her stiffened body. Her shoulders faintly heaved. The next second, her tears dropped on

She was crying.

slightly. A stream of suffocation rushed

the crystal tears on the girl’s pale

Click.

in the room were

dragged Charlotte with his strong hand, violently dragged her onto the bed, and pressed on

grabbed her chin hard, and kissed her while getting into

eyes, waiting for

much to her

and his

they were like true lovers -- they hugged each other face-to-face, kissed, and