Savage Love On His Wheelchair novel Chapter 823

Before Marks could say the rest, Mayme pointed at him and said, "Marks, didn't you go around in circles to ask me not to call him Uncle?"

Oh a smile, "Mayme is so smart!"

"But I think calling him Uncle seems a little more intimate, doesn't it?"

"Doesn't calling Mr. Williams seem affectionate, too?"

Marks looked at her and wondered why she had to be called Uncle Mo.

After looking around, Mayme suddenly came up to Marks' ear and lowered her voice, "Cindy will be jealous if I call Mr. Williams!"

She doesn't want to be treated like a love interest by Cindy, after all, this kind of hooking up and playing the poor thing is not her specialty!

"What are you doing?"

A cold, stern voice came, Marks subconsciously took a step backwards and looked at Marcy, who was standing three meters away with a cold face.

"Young master!"

Mayme didn't understand why he had a cold face as soon as he came back, and walked up and said, "You're back just in time, I was going to tell you that I'm going back to C City tomorrow!"

"I asked what you were doing just now."

"Young master, we ............"

Not waiting for Marks to finish, Mayme interrupted him and looked at Marcy, "Mr. Williams, you're not really old-fashioned, are you?"

Didn't they just stand here talking? Is there something else you can do standing here?

"Young master, we were just talking about you and Mayme asked where you had been, but I didn't expect you to come back!"

Marks said with his head down.

"Marcy, you're back!"

Cindy wore a white dress, a long black hair casually draped over the shoulder, like a blooming white lotus, beautiful and intoxicating.

Marcy walked straight past them, took off her jacket and draped it over her body, and said softly, "You are not completely well, it's windy outside, I'll take you back to your room!"

Cindy's heart was slightly snickering, although Marcy had been nice to her before, but had never hugged her in front of Mayme, except for the last time when she suddenly fainted.

"Mmm!"

Obediently responding, Cindy gave Mayme a faint smile, a quick flash of amused laughter in her eyes, blinking away.

But Mayme saw it, and despite her discomfort, she smiled back and shouted at Marcy, "Mr. Williams, then I'll take that as a yes!"

Marcy didn't say anything, but just kept walking towards the villa with her arm around Cindy.

Seeing them leave, Mayme took Marks' hand and said with a smile, "Marks, wait for me for a moment, I'll go pack my things now!"

Marks hurriedly pulled his hand out, looked at Mayme with a difficult face, said: "That, I suddenly remembered I still have things to deal with, you will let the young master send you later, I'll go first!"

The tone fell and Marks left like the wind.

"Cheapskate, you won't send me won't you take a taxi yourself?"

Mayme glared at Marks' departing figure and smiled as she headed for the bedroom.

In fact, she did not have any luggage, just a travel bag, stuffed the camera into the bag, Karen left the bedroom.

After living here for several months, she was a bit sad to leave now that she suddenly had to leave.

After taking a look at the familiar environment, Mayme took a deep breath and said silently in her heart, "Mayme, this is not your home, don't hesitate!"

With a slight smile, he left the villa with his bag on his back.