This villa area was as large as several football fields putting together, and Josephine had walked so far that her feet were almost broken, but she was still not out yet.
A silver car drove slowly from outside the gates and stopped in front of her. The door opened and Aaron stepped down with a frown on his gentle and handsome face.
He walked over and took Josephine’s hand in the direction of the car, “I’ve come to pick you up.”
His steps were hasty and he was walking faster and faster. Then he opened the car door for her and pushed her straight into the car and set her down. Josephine held his big palm instead, “Aaron, what’s wrong with you?”
After being together for three years, she had never seen him like this; obviously he was worried about something.
Aaron turned to look at her with the corners of his eyes red, suddenly he squatted down and hugged Josephine’s trembling body. His big palm stroked her slightly messy long hair, and his warm exhale sprayed into her collar that was torn and messed up by Reginald, “I was waiting for you in the hotel but you didn’t come back. I was really afraid that I was late…”
Josephine’s eyes widened in surprise. Coming late?
Was he afraid she would not be able to go back once she arrived?
Josephine blinked her sore eyes, and both arms were about to reach up to caress his broad back and comfort him. But suddenly, not far away, a black limousine rushed in their direction, without any intention of stopping. Josephine’s face turned pale, her eyes widened in horror, and she quickly hugged Aaron, turned and pulled him into the car–
“Squeak–!”
The front of the car came to a sharp stop only a centimeter away from Josephine, and the car body shook heavily. Reginald sat in the car with a gloomy face, glaring deadly at Josephine, who was standing motionless in front of the car, and his eyes covered with killing intent.
Josephine fell straight onto the ground in shock, and Aaron hurriedly went forward to hug her. Reginald watched as Josephine leaned into Aaron’s arms weakly, and Aaron imprinted a kiss on her forehead, “Little fool, I’m a man. How can I let you protect me?”
Reginald kicked the door open and stood in front of them, and he directly threw a lawyer’s letter on the ground, “Josephine, Myra is my daughter, and I will keep her with me!”