Jarvis looked at Queenie and felt that although she was still intact in front of him, she was collapsing gradually.
Because she met him, so she became like this.
When the wind blew, she would become a heap of powder.
Jarvis couldn't admit that. He couldn't admit that he made Queenie looked like this.
He took a deep breath, and then got a piece of napkin and threw it on Queenie's face, "Hurry up and wipe your tears."
Queenie was treated like this by him. She didn't move, but just opened her eyes.
Tears have dried up. It doesn't matter because her eyes were empty.
She actually reached out and picked up the napkin that has fallen on the cushion of the car and wiped her face.
Jarvis felt that he was punched in the face. He grabbed the paper from Queenie's hand, "Are you crazy? It is dirty."
Unexpectedly, Queenie smiled and giggled, The smile stung Jarvis's eyes, "Mr. Yates, wasn't this what you gave me?"
Her tone shocked Jarvis.
"Queenie, don't be sarcastic and criticize me."
Jarvis got some paper again to wipe the tears of Queenie, and the strength was particularly heavy, which made Queenie's face hurt.
He deliberately wiped her tears hard, but Queenie endured it. Even if she knew that Jarvis did it on purpose, she still gritted her teeth and kept silent.
Jarvis let her go.
He couldn't do it anymore.
He has couldn't get any pleasure from treating Queenie like a slave.
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