Please Love Me, Mr. George novel Chapter 806

The words have not yet finished, see Edward reached over to grab the phone, was I avoided, the phone at the end of Dennis did not seem to notice anything, only slightly froze a after, the voice low said, "Eh, I also miss you!"

Looking at Edward, who was leering at me, I said into the phone, "I'll see you back here, take care of yourself!"

He opened his mouth, his voice bottoming out, "Good!"

After hanging up the phone, Edward violently grabbed my cell phone, a good one was suddenly smashed to fine pieces by him.

I looked at him, pursed my lips in silence, did not speak, he looked back at me angrily, without saying anything pulled me up from the floor, then pressed whatever I wanted, directly dragged me up and threw me on the sofa.

Almost without giving me time to react, his face was cold and he came on top of me without any regard to my struggle.

I broke down and tried to push him away haphazardly, but no matter what I did he didn't waver in my body, I was desperate, "Edward, I've asked for what you want, it's at the villa, just send someone to get it, why are you still doing it to me, you bastard!"

As I spoke, I tried to push him away, tried to hit him, but to no avail, he was like an iron man without the slightest sense of pain, allowing me to slap indiscriminately.

Watching him to the last step, I was really scared, at this point he had no semblance of sanity, I don't even know why he suddenly did this to me, so rough and domineering.

A moment of panic descended to the point where I cried out violently, "Edward, you bastard, let go of me, please, let go of me!" My cries didn't seem to be of any use to him.

I'm getting desperate.

"Bump!" The sound of a heavy blow rang out with a violent bang, I froze for a moment, that is, a moment, the Edward pressed against me suddenly crooked to the ground, everything came too much to be a little surprised.

Edward was unconscious, he was lying on the ground as if dead, blood slowly flowing from the back of his head, I breathed a sigh of relief and looked up at Jannings who was still holding a hard object in his hand.

Perhaps all this is not in our mutual expectation, so for the sudden fall of Edward, for the Jannings just missed hit, for the escape of me, are not in the imagination.