My dear lawyer novel Chapter 277

Before Selina said something more unpleasant, Grace sealed her small mouth quickly and said with a wry smile, “My sweetheart, please stop it.”

Selina glared at Grace several times, gesturing that he should let go.

“I can let go of you. But you must promise not to scold... Ow.” Before he finished, there was a pain in his palm. He lowered his head and saw two rows of teeth marks on it.

Selina even pointed at him angrily and scolded, “Damn you. Grace, you consort with William. You're both betrayers. Get out! I don’t want to see you anymore.”

How innocent he was. Why was it his fault? “Selina, easy, easy. William doesn’t look like what you think. He really cares about Vivi.”

“Bah, if he really cares about Vivi, why does he have a relationship with Angie? He even allows that bitch to threaten Vivi from time to time. He deserves it. Vivi’s departure is a great relief!”

Selina was in a fury, her chest heaving. She should have fought with William and revenged Vivi. The more she thought, the angrier she was.

She would never admit that she was weak and terrified.

Seeing her exhausted from shouting, Grace felt heartbroken. He carried her back to the sofa and comforted her, surrendering, “Oh, my sweetie, please stop it.”

“Stop it? Do you think I said something wrong? What did I say wrong?” Selina was struggling unhappily. Thinking that Grace still defended William, she was angrier.

Grace caressed her hair and sighed hopelessly. “You’re still willful. You only see the tip of the iceberg. Besides, as a bystander of their relationship, you can’t judge them.”

“Damn! You treat me like a donkey!” Selina suddenly felt Grace was like petting a donkey, which she didn’t realize at first.

A glimmer of amusement flickered in his eyes. It was discovered so soon. He thought his lady wouldn’t feel it when she was angry. “My pet, be good. You’re not a donkey. You’re my sweetie.”

“Piss off! Don’t cajole me. You said it’s just the tip of the iceberg. Does William have skeletons in the closet?”

As she said, Selina suddenly recalled one thing. She grabbed Grace’s collar and dragged him down, her eyes screening his face like detectors. “Tell me. Where did you go with William yesterday? You didn’t answer my phone.”

“We had some business affairs. So, I’m back to explain it,” Grace answered calmly as if he had been used to giving this explanation which he had made thousands of times.

Selina doubted it. “Grace, I don’t buy it. Now, Vivi left. Tell me the truth. Does that betrayer have a mistress?”

“...” Grace had to admire her imagination. It was an exaggerated assumption. He directly embraced her, his warm breath landing behind her ears. “Sweetie, you care so much about others. I’ll be jealous.”

Her neck and ears went crimson at once. “Grace, be serious. I’m talking with you.”

“He doesn’t have a mistress.” William only had Vivi all the time, which he could testify. But he couldn’t reveal too much his privacy. What if his lady learned something bad?

Selina wasn’t calm down but became furious. “Then that bastard is really in love with Angie. He just messed with Vivi’s feelings. Damn.”