Love in Prime Years novel Chapter 30

Lawrence's eyes were really red, as if he hadn't slept all night or he was walking from hell in blood, shedding blood like water into the world.

Feeling the heavy cruelty and murderous aura from him, Amelia couldn't help taking a step back.

She subconsciously hid her tightly wrapped left hand behind her, "Lawrence, why are you here?"

"Amelia, are you with Arthur? You can't wait to seduce a man you have just met. Amelia, why the fuck are you so cheap? "

After listening to Lawrence's words, Amelia found it ridiculous. It turned out he came to Willow Alley early in the morning to scold her for being cheap!

"Lawrence, no, I should call you Mr Dominic."

"Mr Dominic, I told you we are no longer related. It's none of your business who I am with! Besides, Arthur and I are just friends! "

Mr Dominic... Lawrence was already angry. He was even more irritated when she heard her call him Mr Dominic on purpose.

Just now he saw from the window that Arthur had sent her back, and they were still reluctant to part with each other. In other words, they had been together since they left the chamber last night.

What would happen if a single man and a single woman stayed inseparable overnight?

Lawrence's eyes were scarlet. He stayed here last night and waited all night, but she was with another man again!

"Mr Dominic, if there is nothing wrong with you, please go back! You block the way, and I can't open the door. "

After thinking for a while, Amelia continued, "Mr Dominic, I know this is your house. Don't worry, I will move out in half a month!"

After saying this, Amelia didn't bother to pay attention to Lawrence, and took out the key to open the door.

In fact, the best way to draw a clear line from Lawrence was to find another house. But now, money was too important for her, and she didn't want to spend more money.

Anyway, it was a miracle that her body could last for half a month. At that time, she must have died in his room.

"Move out? To Arthur's house or Jimmy's? Amelia, are you fucking addicted to being a prostitute?"

Amelia's consciousness was in a trance. She really didn't want to move to another man's house. Maybe the place she moved to was a graveyard!

She didn't bother to explain to Lawrence, but just curled her lips casually, "Yes, I'm addicted to it! Mr Dominic, what you say is right! "

"Amelia, how dare you?"

Just as Amelia was about to close the door, Lawrence suddenly kicked the door open. She hadn't recovered, and he rudely pressed her to the door panel.

"Amelia, don't you like being a prostitute? Okay! I will satisfy you now!"

The corners of Amelia's lips still kept an upward arc. However, no matter how brilliant she smiled, there was no trace of happiness on her face but misery and sadness.

"It's a pity. Mr Dominic, I don't want to have sex with you!"

"Amelia, dare you say it again?"

"Mr Dominic, I said, I don't want to have sex with you!"

With a sudden force in his hand, he almost crushed her shoulder. Amelia shuddered in pain, and murmured like a dream talk, "Lawrence, don't touch me. Don't touch me..."

"We are divorced. You are no longer my Lawrence. You are not my Lawrence..."

"Mr Dominic, let me go..."

Hearing her calling him Mr Dominic again, Lawrence couldn't help narrowing his eyes. He wanted to teach her a lesson again, so she could understand who her man was. But he noticed that a heavy bandage was wrapped on her left hand.

There was dazzling red blood on the bandage.

"Amelia, give me your left hand!"

Seeing that he noticed her hand, Amelia continued to hide her hand in her arms. When Lawrence saw her not cooperating, he became irritated again.

He grabbed her hand by force. Thinking of the last time the doctor said that she deliberately pretended to be in the terminal stage of cancer, and bit a blood bag in her mouth, he sneered, "Playing the martyr again?"

"Don't touch me. Don't touch me...

Amelia drew her hand back vigorously. She actually wanted Lawrence not to touch her hand. But she was so tired that she could only whisper in a low voice.

Lawrence wanted to put her hand back. Seeing her repelling him so much, he suddenly didn't want to let her go.

He squeezed her hand, and roughly removed the bandage on it. He wanted to see how many blood packs she wasted this time because of this play!