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Wrong Ride, Right Lover novel Chapter 912

After calming down, Monique almost went crazy!

Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!

Good heavens!

It was really embarrassing.

She locked the door and fell into the quilt.

After a while, a little head popped out of the quilt.

She stared straight at the ceiling with her bright black eyes, rolling her eyes like a dead fish.

“What should I do?”

After a long time, the gauze in his hand had not been removed.

Looking at Monique's petite voice, she opened her room as if she was escaping.

Henry's heart suddenly felt empty.

Who was he? Where was he? What was he doing?

Who could tell him what had happened?

Henry stared at the glass fragments on the floor for a while.

It took him a long time to turn on the light.

The room lit up.

The glass fragments on the floor told him that everything just now was real.

She was really in his arms just now.

Without the glass fragments on the floor, Henry would really think that this was a dream he had just had.

It was not a dream!

Then she ran away in such a hurry just now. Did she get hurt?

Henry only frowned.

He quickly put on his clothes and walked to the door of Monique's room.

His fingers, which were full of anxiety, directly grabbed the handle of the door and wanted to open it.

He pressed hard and found that the door had been locked inside.

There was a minute when the time froze.

Henry narrowed his black eyes and his handsome face darkened completely.

His tall and straight body froze there.

Under the dim yellow light, she looked so lonely.

Was this how she guarded against him?

Monique, who had been like a dead fish, rolled her eyes and stared at the ceiling.

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