Love Will Come In Time novel Chapter 129

Without answering, Ron walked slowly towards the woman.

He stopped one meter away from the rather burning woman.

In a calm tone, Ron said, "I don't dare to miss you. It's not all right. You've sent eight killers to deal with me."

"Hahaha."

Wearing a red dress, the woman smiled coquettishly. "Are you blaming me?"

"I dare not."

Ron didn't laugh. He had always been serious.

Wearing a red dress, the coquettish hot woman leaned sideways against Ron, with her hands crossed over her chest.

She was exceedingly fascinating and charming.

She liked Ron, quite much.

But Ron was always indifferent to her and declined her for his wife who was sentenced to four years in prison.

"I heard that your wife was released from prison. I worried that you might overwork, so I sent someone to check if you were okay."

She seemed to be talking about things like that.

Under the mask, Ron's face stiffened.

He didn't expect her to be so straightforward.

After a pause, he continued, "I didn't let you down, did I?"

"No, you're good. You know, your vigorous, strong muscles are all my favorite. "

She confessed her love to him obviously and didn't care about other confessions at all.

Ron just listened to her and this kinds of words.

If he took it as true, he would lose his life, too.

"Is it so simple to send killers?"

Hearing that, the quite beautiful woman laughed charmingly again. "Oh, what should I do? You are still so smart that I'm crazy about you."

Her anthomaniac look wasn't annoying at all.

It should be said that her state of fan was just fine.

After she stopped by just mentioning, she told him the truth seriously, "didn't you know that? Both my uncle and my brother hope you can marry me. But you don't want to do that. There are a lot of things I can't help. "

While saying, she helplessly turned her head back to look at the luxury cruise ship behind her.

This time, it was the real master descending from the ship.

Surrounded by countless bodyguards, a man about 50 years old with a cane and full of suffocation, and a playboy-like man about the same age as Ron, walked down the yacht side by side.

"Who are they?"

As ordered by Ron, Holley hid herself to avoid these people.

But she couldn't avoid her curiosity.

What's more, she couldn't fall asleep after more than half a night's tossing.

She asked Roger about those people casually and saw panic in his eyes again.

What kind of person could make Roger so afraid?