My dear lawyer novel Chapter 222

"When did you get hurt here?"

Vivian took advantage of the moment, she suddenly broke away from his confinement, and her reason all returned to her head. She held the sheet tightly, repressed the impulse to scream and pretended not to care.

"What kind of injury? You see it wrong. I only have a burn scar on my thigh."

She almost exposed that scar when she had Roe, she was really too careless.

William's strong upper body slowly straightened, and his beautiful thick eyebrows wrinkled.

"When did you have a burn scar on your thigh? Vivian, are you hiding something from me?"

Vivian was frightened to death by William. The sheet she held had been soaked in a small piece. However, she did not dare to relax. Now she was only afraid and nervous.

She had insisted on this step. She must not let William know the existence of Roe, "William, I don't know what you are talking about. Now there is no light in the room. Can you guarantee that you are right?"

What Vivian said was reasonable. William really couldn't ensure that where he touched was that sensitive place, but the reaction of Vivian was too abnormal, "Turn on the light."

Vivian listened to William's low and hoarse voice. She was alert. He must not be allowed to turn on the lights. Fortunately, the small apartment was her territory, and she knew the layout of the rooms.

She didn't care what William would think. She just wanted to escape. She was wrapped in a quilt and pretended to be calm and said, "William, you know that I'm not your slave now. I don't need you to check that part. You're crazy."

With this, Vivian had opened the wardrobe and quickly drew out her underwear. She didn't care whether William would see it and wore it directly on her body, and she pulled out a skirt and put it on her head.

Although there was no light in the room, the moonlight was refracted through the window. William could barely see what Vivian was doing. After only a few minutes, she had been dressed up, and her eager appearance confirmed his mind.

The low voice slowly spoke, "Vivian, you can't escape."