I got married without you (James and Amelia) novel Chapter 85

Frightened, Amelia immediately stopped talking.

She looked at the man with a sense of loss.

He was not angry, which meant that he was not James.

Amelia felt very upset, so she boldly turned over from his arms, turned her back to him, and closed her eyes to sleep.

She didn’t know why, but although this man wasn’t James, she always felt he would not hurt her.

Thus, she fell into a deep sleep with peace of mind.

After she fell asleep, the man pulled her back into his arms.

He held her in his arms and gently patted her on the back.

Amelia was so tired that she fell asleep soundly. In a daze, she dreamed of the young man.

In her dream, he raised his foot, aimed at her heart, and kicked

it hard.

He also broke her fingers one by one and even slapped her hard.

She was lying on the ground, curled up in pain.

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However, with expectation, she reached out to him and said, “Ryan, it hurts. It hurts…”

Her murmurs reached the man’s ears, and the hand patting her back froze instantly.

The man stared at the woman in his arms for a long time, then pushed her away, got out of bed, put on his clothes, and left.

When the man closed the door, Amelia muttered softly,

“James…”

She dreamed that James hugged her to sleep and coaxed her as if he were coaxing a child, which made her very happy.

Everything was available.

And all of them were the most luxurious configuration!

It seemed that Mr. Shawn was very rich.

After checking the presidential suite, Amelia picked up her phone and looked.

This time, she slept until four o’clock in the afternoon. If she had slept a little later, the day would have passed!

She quickly went to the bathroom to freshen up and then hurried to check out with her phone.

However, the receptionist told her that this presidential suite was exclusive to Mr. Shawn and did not need to be checked out.

Once again, Amelia was shocked. Nightshade was the largest entertainment place in Arcadia. How could he have an exclusive presidential suite?

She couldn’t help but ask the receptionist, “Do you know the name of Mr. Shawn?”