Hearing Seamus’s threat, Kara smiled faintly.
She clicked the lighter again and again.
Her large pure eyes blinked slyly, and her fair, jade-like face revealed a hint of mischief.
Looking at Seamus who didn’t seem to care, she said softly.
“You also have wine on you. What if I throw the lighter on you and burn the car? There is no insurance. And I have to tell you that I am Little Lunatic.”
She pointed to the camera at the entrance of the bar and kindly reminded him.
“That place can prove my crime. Unfortunately, I have a medical history. When I was sick, I killed a lot of people and did not go to prison. If I did not burn you to death this time, so I would secretly follow you until I kill you!”
“…”
Seamus didn’t expect that he would really encounter a lunatic and retreated in fear.
Especially when he heard that she would follow him like an evil ghost and wanted to kill him.
His scalp went numb. When he looked at this woman again, he felt that she was a poisonous beauty.
Too terrifying.
“Your words are too dirty. I will wash your teeth and drink this cup of detergent!” Kara reminded him again.
Seamus took the detergent from her with a sullen face and drank it in one gulp. He wiped the corner of his mouth and angrily spat out a “sorry”.
“You can get lost now, but you’d better not drive. Otherwise, the car will explode midway. It has nothing to do with me.”
“…”
Kara put away the lighter and turned to look at James who was still staring at him coldly. His heart skipped a beat.
Lowering her head, she moved her small steps like a little kitten who had made a mistake and walked up to her in a fawning manner.
Watching Seamus run away, Jamya, who was watching the whole process, twitched her mouth.
Was Kara still the little junior student that she had known before, the sweet and delicate one that needed protection from Jamya?
Kara bared her fangs and brandished her claws in front of others, but in front of James, she was incomparably obedient. The split personalities were simply seamlessly switched. This was too mystical.
“James, he has nothing to do with me,” Kara explained.
“You are quite brave. Are you going to splash wine all over my body and burn me when we fight?” James mocked with a straight face.
Kara quickly shook her head.
James squinted at her and stopped a car for Jamya and Zoie to get in.
“Thank you.”
Jamya wanted to thank him, but was interrupted by him.
“Life and death are determined by fate. It’s your business if you can’t send her back. It’s up to you!”
With a bang, James very ungentlemanly closed the car door.
“…”
Jamya knew that it was her negligence this time, so she did not dare to refute but whispered to the driver to drive.
She could tell that when James had some patience to talk in a gentlemanly manner when he was in a good mood.
When he was angry, his gentlemanly manner disappeared.
It would be lucky if he didn’t seek violence.
“James,”
Hearing what he said to Jamya, Kara bit her lower lip in grievance and followed him into the car.
After getting in the car, she began to hug his arm like a spoiled child and even try to kiss him.
However, he was cold.
Kara felt troubled. When this man was angry, he was really troublesome.
She leaned against the back seat and looked out of the window.
Could it be that she had to use that kind of method to curry favor with him at night?
But these days, the two of them had been so intimate that she was a little afraid of him.
The activity on the bed seemed to never know exhaustion. He always had endless strength to torment her until she was hoarse from yelling. Only then did he kindly let her go.
She covered her blushing little face and did not dare to think further.
James, who was driving, thought of Seamus’s offense, his brown eyes cold.
If he didn’t deal with the Powell family, Seamus would come to his house to bully his woman.
Go to hell!
He took out his phone and sent a message to Nolan. The corners of his mouth curled up into a cold smile.
How Keely treated his mother, then he would treat the only son of the Powell family!
Kara did not know what he had done, but the two of them had dinner. She had looked for opportunities to get close to him several times, but he had ignored her. She felt a little angry.
James went to the study room. When he closed the door, he thought of Kara who had been staring at him with a wronged expression.
He almost broke through a few times and wanted to rub her little head.
But if he wanted to teach her a lesson, he had to forcefully endure it.
He always told her that she apologized the fastest, but she never remembered the lesson, so he had to teach her a lesson.
He knew that she was most afraid of the cold war, but he still endured it. After tonight, he would talk to her properly tomorrow.
She washed up and went back to her room to sleep. When he opened the door, she saw a woman sitting by the bed with a pillow in her arms and with her small face frowned.
Seeing him enter the room, she immediately jumped up from the bed and walked to the sofa with a pillow in her arms.
“James, since you hate me, I’ll sleep on the sofa tonight. I won’t be a hindrance to you.”
James watched her with cold eyes as she made a move, the corners of his mouth twitching.
She was free to do whatever she wanted.
She was about to sleep in separate beds, but he still ignored her. Kara gloomily bit her lower lip and rolled on the sofa.
The man was lying on the bed, holding a book and reading it slowly.
Kara pouted her lips and also got up to get a book, but she could not understand what was written in the book at all.
Only then did she realize that she had taken a book of philosophy. She took a deep breath. As expected, she was in a bad luck.
She put the book back on the bookshelf on the bedside table and deliberately made a noise. The man was like an old monk in meditation, not even looking at her.
Kara had no choice but to shamelessly sit by his shoes, staring at him with her big eyes.
James continued to flip through the book. After being stared at by her until he lost his temper, he lifted his eyes to look at her.
Although there was a carpet on the ground and she sat on the ground, he was still worried that she would catch a cold.
“Go to sleep.”
He finally spoke, but his tone was unkind.
Kara ignored his bad temper. As long as he opened his mouth to speak, she would be happy.
“I don’t want to sleep because my boyfriend is angry with me. I don’t know how to coax him. Mr. James, do you want to teach me?”
“Heh.”
James knew that she was particularly good at seizing chances. He put down the book in his hand and turned off the lights to sleep.
“…”
In the darkness, Kara blinked her big eyes and gently grabbed a corner of the quilt.
Seeing that she still would not go back to sleep, James took a deep breath, lifted the quilt, turned on the light, got out of bed, and picked her up.
“Little fool, behave yourself!”
“Oh,”
Kara smirked and wanted to rub against his arms, but he deliberately avoided her.
“James, I’ve already apologized. Why are you still angry?” She hugged him unhappily.
“When you make a mistake, if a mere apology can solve the problem, why do we need a law?”
“…”
Kara pursed his lips. He was handsome, so whatever he said had to be reasonable.
“Kara, I don’t want to restrict your freedom, but you must let me know that you are safe. Do you understand?”
“Yes, I understand.” She nodded.
She knew that he was very concerned about what Madelyn said in the office last time that someone wanted to take her away.
Now that he was especially concerned about her whereabouts, he was worried that she would mysteriously disappear.
“Kara, do you think that I’m very overbearing and restrict your freedom?”
This was what Zoie said.
Kara quickly shook her head, “You are worried about me. That’s why you care about my position. This time, it was my negligence. I didn’t send you a message.”
She thought, ‘James, if I don’t have your care, what’s the use of having so much freedom?’