But when he thought of this woman happily kissing another man, he felt frustrated.
He didn't like that kind of feeling.
Janina trembled all over. Her anger had dissipated and she now felt weak and helpless.
"Why did you open my suitcase and go through my laptop!”
She raised her head, and her eyes turned red.
"How would I have known who the suitcase belonged to if I didn’t open it? How would I find its rightful owner?”
Connor narrowed his eyes. When he realized that Janina’s eyes were red, he knew that the photo meant a lot to her.
"Give it to me. I don't want to say it again."
Janina realized that she had not controlled her emotions well. She raised her head and suppressed her pain. Since five years ago, apart from Joye, nobody was worth her time and energy.
"What if I don't give it to you?"
Seeing her like this, Connor did not know what he wanted either. When facing him, Janina was fierce like an angry beast. He wanted to make her to be his docile pet.
Janina's fists, which were hanging by her sides, clenched tightly. She felt that this man was making fun of her. It was as though he had grown another face.
She could not suppress her fury anymore. She lunged toward Connor, grabbed him by the neck, and moved her mouth toward him.
"Ah! You're biting me!"
The scream resounded through the bar, and Connor's face turned pained and pale. It was really quite terrifying. Most women wanted a gentle kiss, but instead, she was biting him.
"Let go, don't ruin my face."
Janina didn't intend to let go of him. She bit his face hard and wanted to tear it apart. It was not until she felt better that she finally released him. She looked at the teeth marks on his face, and only then did she feel better.
"I'm telling you, don't let me see you again. I will kill you!"
Scum, all of them were scums. The men around her were all scums.
"Woman, are you leaving after biting me?”
Seeing that she had walked to the door of the bar, Connor came to his senses in horror. He touched his face where she had bitten him.
"What? Do you want to be bitten on the other side of your face as well?”
Janina turned around. Connor subconsciously covered the right side of his face. He averted his gaze. He was the second son of the Turner family. There was no way that he could lose his face here.
"I don't want my suitcase anymore. Do not appear in front of me in the future!” Janina said coldly and walked out of the bar without turning back.
"Boss, are you all right? Do I... do I need to call an ambulance for you?"
The waiter who had watched the drama unfurl in front of him came to his senses. He saw the woman bite Connor, leaving behind teeth marks. He was afraid that the woman might actually tear Connor’s face off.
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