Chapter 29 Chop Off That Despicable Man
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Dennis pushed Marie away, grabbed the fruit knife, and strode back to his room. With a loud bang,
he slammed the door shut.
Marie stumbled and fell to the ground, unable to understand why Seth didn’t want her anymore.
Marie sat on the floor, helplessly shedding tears.
Dennis returned to his room, tossed the fruit knife aside, and lay down on the bed.
Recalling the jumbled words Marie had just said, he began to doubt whether this Marie was truly the original Marie from the Spence family.
Gavin said that Marie used to be as fat as a pig, but she slimmed down in the blink of an eye. Those
pills were supposed to make her dumb, but she seems to be smarter than anyone else.
And then there were those words she kept going on about, things like combat and shooting, being killed and betrayed. How could this possibly be the life of a high school student?
Recalling the image of Marie clutching his clothes, crying pitifully, Dennis felt a wave of irritation.
He got out of bed, opened the door, and saw Marie curled up on the floor under the dim light.
Dennis walked over and saw Marie wearing a white nightgown, her delicate feet as white as jade exposed to the cold floor. She hugged herself tightly, her eyes red and swollen from crying, and traces of unshed tears still lingered at the corners of her eyes.
Dennis felt helpless, wondering what kind of spell he was under that made him care so much about
her.
He bent down to pick up Marie and carried her back to her bedroom. Gently, he tucked her in, making sure she was covered with the blanket. As he turned around, he noticed two cell phones on
Marie’s clothes.
It must have been the attendant who took it out while changing her clothes. The clothes were neatly
folded, and the two cell phones were also arranged in an orderly manner.
But why would a high school student need two cell phones?
Dennis took out his own phone and dialed Marie’s number. The phone on the left lit up, and Dennis hung up. He picked up the phone on the right, examining it and wondering whether he should check
what this phone was used for.
Fine, Dennis felt that he was being too nosy.
The phone suddenly lit up at this moment, and a text message came in [All set, when do we take action?]
ame
Upon seeing this sentence, Dennis became even more
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Action? What action?
He gazed at Marie, who was sound asleep on the bed. Her little face was flushed red from the
alcohol, and the corners of her eyes were tinged with red from crying. Curled up on one side of the bed, she seemed to lack any sense of security.
What secret is she hiding, after all?
Dennis returned to the bedroom, rubbing his temples. This Marie, she wasn’t as innocent and harmless as she appeared to be.
The next day, Marie sat up in bed, rubbing her hair and looking around the unfamiliar bedroom. Seeing the strange pajamas she was wearing, she felt a sudden shock in her heart.
Damn it, could they have gotten drunk and been taken to a hotel room?
A thousand “fucks” raced through Marie’s mind. Although she had grown up in France and had a relatively open–minded upbringing, this was still a bit too much for her to accept!
She was determined to find out who had the audacity to mess with her, and today, she would make
sure to teach that despicable man a lesson he wouldn’t forget!
Marie stormed out of her bedroom, only to see the door of the room across the hall open with a
click. Dennis, wrapped in a bath towel, emerged from it.
His slightly curly hair, left untamed, gave him a warmer and more approachable appearance than usual. With a perfect set of eight–pack abs and Apollo’s Belt, his long, straight legs were covered by a towel, making him look every bit the male model!
For a moment, Marie was dumbfounded. No matter how she looked at him, this man was just so incredibly handsome!
Looking at myself, my pajamas are all wrinkled, and my hair is a mess. Isn’t the gap between people a bit too big?
Dennis glanced at her casually and asked, “Have you seen enough?”
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