Someone who didn't know him laughed, but his smile made his driver and the bodyguard following the car so scared that he almost wanted to jump off the car.
"When I speak, don't dare to refute it."
Roxane: "...I have a mouth."
Releasing the hand holding her face, Bricks wiped his hand on her clothes with disgust.
Roxane wanted to slap his face.
"What's the matter?"
After squeezing his wife, Mr. Zimmerman feels better.
She grew up in the country, but her skin is very good, and she feels very good when she is pinched.
"I forgot to take the shopping bag today. Among them is the shirt I bought for you."
Bricks' face sank and said to her, "Even if I give you enough time, you still lose everything, so why don't you lose yourself?"
Roxane is like a tortoise with her head shrunk. She shrank her head and dared not to answer.
Even if she scolded him ten thousand times in her heart.
After a pause, Bricks said to the bodyguard sitting in the co-pilot, "Call Joel and ask him to turn around and return to Madison's house to get back the trophies that your madam left in her house."
Roxane felt that it was not necessary for people to fold back to get a few sets of clothes, so she said, "It's the same when I get back when I have time."
Bricks glared at her again.
Roxane shrank again.
His staring eyes are terrible!
Being stared by him too much, Roxane was afraid that she would have nightmares at night.
The bodyguard immediately called Joel and relayed Bricks' order to him.
Roxane pressed the window probe and went out to look at the convoy behind. There was a car that slowed down and was about to turn around.
Turning her head, she looked at the man who had regained his eyesight.
"Master Zimmerman, haven't you received any gifts?"
She cared about the shirt she wants to give him that way.
Bricks turned his head to look at her and asked, "Why? Do you plan to send me more and more gifts, so that I can know how it feels to receive gifts?"
Roxane smiled and said, "If you like it, I can give you some small gifts every day."
"I remember, starting from tomorrow, every day I go home, I will receive a gift from you. The quantity should be large and you can't just send me away."
Roxane: ...Why does she have the feeling of shooting herself in the foot?
Seeing her asking for trouble, Bricks was upset.
He reached out and squeezed her face.
Roxane couldn't help but slapped away his presumptuous big hand again.
"Master Zimmerman, if you want to say something, I will listen to it and keep it in my heart. You don't need to pinch my face every time to remind me."
It hurts whenever he squeeze her.
He didn't expect this woman to be so bold and dare... to put her hand on his lap.
She touched it, touched in...
He has no expression on his face, but his heart is turbulent. No woman has ever dared to treat him like this.
He was entangled, should she continue to touch her, or should he pull her hand away, and then twist her hand to show her a lesson?
Huh?
The soft jade hand moved to the 'battlefield', but no longer touched it in, but touched his knee.
There are all bones. What else is there to touch?
He took advantage of it.
"Master Zimmerman, I will be responsible for making you walk like a normal person."
When Bricks complained that Roxane would not take advantage in his heart, he heard Roxane's gentle, firm and painful words in his ears.
Bricks, who has always been as hard as iron, looked at Roxane quietly.
For a moment, he said in a deep voice, "I am disabled. It is not your responsibility. It is not your responsibility to make me walk like a normal person."
"That……"
How should she be responsible to him?
Should she give birth to children for him? He can't be humane anymore, so don't talk about this kind of thing, so as not to hurt his self-esteem.
"After I was disabled, the servants of my family regarded me as a scourge. I could hide as far as I could. Even my family was cautious when getting along with me. I need a nanny."

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