Dissolving one antidote in water, he broke Yoona’s mouth and poured the water in.
Yoona drank only a little, and just after Fraser finished changing his clothes, washing the cups by the way, and clearing the tools of the crime, Yoona woke up.
When she opened her eyes, Fraser was standing beside the bed, fully clothed.
She rubbed her eyes in a daze, “Fraser, where are you going?”
“My aunt is here to see you, so I’ll go back first.”
The man raised his eyebrows and his eyes signaled Yoona to hurry up and get dressed.
She was shocked, “What, my mother’s here? When?”
“She came while you were sleeping and is waiting at the door right now.” Fraser reached out and touched his head affectionately, “I’ll let your mother come in to keep you company, so I’ll go first.”
“My mother’s here?”
Yoona’s face sank and she sat up from the bed, exasperated, “Crazy? What’s she doing here when it’s already late. It’s really …”
She muttered unhappily as she grabbed the clothes aside to change into.
After finishing cleaning up, Fraser stood in front of her and said indifferently, “I’m leaving.”
Without any other words, he turned around and said he would leave without looking back.
The seemingly bland attitude is full of indifference and detachment.
The attitude of the man just now was like two others.
Yoona simply thought Fraser was angry that her mommy had come here in the middle of the night and disturbed his rest.
After Fraser left, Yorlien came in.
A fully dressed Yoona sat on the sofa with her legs folded and her arms around her chest, glaring at her angrily, “You knew I was with Fraser, why did you come here? Is it because you think I’m not humiliating enough?”
She was over twenty years old, and she still didn’t give her an ounce of personal space.
Yorlien looked at Yoona calmly, Yorlien, who had always spoiled her, stepped forward, raised her hand and without saying a word, slapped Yoona on the face, “You are a girl, how many times have I told you to respect yourself and love yourself, don’t you know that?”
The usual nonsense is fine, now stirring up a big trouble, is looking for death!
In her reprimanding words, it is easy to hear her anger that she “hates him for not fighting”.
But Yoona had no idea what Yorlien was thinking.
She raised her hand to cover her burning cheek and glanced at Yorlien incredulously, “You … hit me? You actually … hit me?!”
Since childhood, Yorlien and Phu Yen Lee pampered her, today actually hit her.
Yoona could not stand it.
“Ever since I was dumped by Morris, you and my dad have been treating me very differently.”
Yoona covered her cheek with one hand and pointed at Yorlien with the other, “Do you think I’m an outcast now and have your heart set on Vivian again? Do you think she is more valuable than me?”
Although it was a thoughtless remark from Yoona, it was unintentionally true.
Yorlien’s eyes looked a little guilty, her gaze flashed, pursed her lips, and then said, “Look at you, look what you look like now. Your father and I have nurtured you in various ways, and only then did you get the reputation of being a “talented girl”. I thought you would love yourself, but I never thought you would give up on yourself. You think your father and I don’t know about your affair with Issac?”
Yoona, whose anger level had just exploded, was dumbfounded and looked at Yorlien coldly, tugging at her lips, not knowing what to say.
“Stupid! Calm yourself down.!”
Yorlien reprimanded, looked up at the clock hanging on the living room, and asked, “How long have you been sleeping?”
Yoona was revealed to be a bad person, and did not dare to talk back to Yorlien, and her arrogance was gone.
With red eyes, she said honestly: “There … was an hour or so.”
An hour or so?
Yorlien instantly knew she was late after all.
She grimaced and deliberately asked, “Do you love Fraser at all?”
“What do you mean?”
“If you really liked him, would you sleep so early in the heat of the moment?”
“I …”
Yoona was speechless for a moment, and looked up at the vintage-style clock hanging on the wall, her willow brows furrowed in confusion along with it.
Yeah.
She hadn’t been doing it for very long with Fraser and the two of them today, both going to bed at two or three in the morning.
How could they have fallen asleep immediately after showering in bed?
But Yoona was reassuring herself again, could it be because she was too tired recently?
She didn’t say anything.
But Yorlien took her expression into her eyes and instantly understood what was going on.
She glared at Yoona fiercely and turned around to leave.
After Yorlien left, she contacted Phu Yen Lee, who in turn called Houghton and reported the situation.
After thinking it over, Houghton said, “Don’t make a move on Fraser yet. If he reported to his master, he would have already said, is to get rid of him, will not change anything. Instead, we can follow the trail and find out who is behind him.”
“Yes, teacher.”
That day, Fraser came to Vivian’s house, Houghton is older, but also can see Fraser interested in Vivian.
Perhaps, things will still turn out.
…
The next day.
Vivian, who had been tossed around all night by Morris, woke up suddenly, sitting up in bed with her hair in disarray, “What time is it?”
The first day of work today, the boss will deduct money.”
I blame Morris, that bastard, who has not left the apartment since he came back yesterday.
Originally, he said he would take a walk after lunch and exercise.
What was his exercise?
The extreme “love” exercise on the sofa!
After a long afternoon of tossing and turning, she fell asleep exhausted and woke up to dinner being served.
After the two of them finished eating, Vivian didn’t bother to change her clothes, so she lounged on the sofa watching the bubble president drama.
As a result, Morris sat aside to finish the task at hand, also came over to watch with her.
The TV was showing a large scale, blood-curdling, erotic picture.
The man was tempted, and she could not escape the clutches.
The good thing is that she told Morris about the nature of her work in advance, so Morris did not dare to leave a mark on her body.
After getting dressed, Vivian got up from the bed, only to have her legs tremble with soreness and wobble, almost not falling to the ground.
“Fuck!”
She couldn’t stop the foul mouth.
At that moment, Morris opened the bedroom door, “Up?”
He was wearing an apron, holding a spatula in his hand, his handsome face tinged with an insatiable smile.
Vivian crossed his arms and pointed at Morris with one hand, “Morris, get out! From today onwards, let’s break up. I don’t want to be fucked to death in bed by you someday!”
Although she is a girl, physical strength is not as good as Morris, but at least with Houghton daily exercise together, but actually still made the legs are sore and weak.
You can imagine, this man is really powerful in bed!