You Are The Apple of My Eyes novel Chapter 231

John's voice gradually calmed down Isabella's anger. She turned around and looked at him, "Do you really mean what you said, Mr. John?"

The warm orange fire reflected on the man's cold and handsome face, and the light in his dark eyes leaped, making him a little gentle.

John didn't answer.

John slapped himself when Nina didn't notice.

Slap...

This voice was clear and sharp, which was particularly long in the abandoned factory. It was obvious that John had used a lot of strength.

The smell of blood filled John's mouth all of a sudden.

John didn't feel any pain. A trace of blood slid across the corner of his mouth. He was with a contemptuous smile.

He had lived for thirty years, but only Nina slapped him in the face. Today, he slapped himself. Was it a tacit understanding between a couple?

Nina was stunned and her beautiful eyes widened slightly.

Her breath stopped in an instant.

John really hit himself.

This thought flashed through Nina's mind, and she took a deep breath. She stretched out her hand and pulled John's body towards her. The two faced each other.

Four eyes met.

John just smiled.

Looking at the bright red at the corner of John's mouth, Nina's eyes were stung and her heart trembled.

"John! You're crazy! You believe whatever she says? What if she was lying? Aren't you very smart? Why did you do such a stupid thing as slapping yourself?

You idiot!" Nina's voice was filled with anger and sobs.

At this moment, John held her in his arms and gently patted her thin waist with his big palm. "I'm fine."

"It's about you. There's no time to weigh the pros and cons."

When John opened his mouth, the smell of blood sprayed along his breath. Nina sniffed and felt sour in her heart.

"Stupid thing!" Then Nina pulled John away and took a step forward and stared at Isabella fiercely. "Are you happy now?"

Isabella was still in a daze and hadn't recovered from the slap of John. It was known to all that the famous Mr. John was the most honorable man in the world.

And just now, he was willing to slap himself in the face for a woman.

John slapped himself without hesitation.

Nina really had something. Not only did she ask Mr. Albert to protect her, but even Mr. John was willing to be slapped.

Jealousy took root and sprouted in Isabella's heart, growing into a towering tree. Isabella looked at Nina with malicious eyes and wouldn't let Nina go easily.

"One more slap."

"I don't know if your secret is reliable or not." Nina held John's hand tightly. Her small palm could only hold John's four fingers tightly.

John turned his head to look at Nina. The short hair near the girl's ear floated in the wind and swept past the tip of his nose, itching.

It suddenly occurred to John that Nina wanted to be his bodyguard and promised to protect him. Now it seemed that she was protecting him.

As the dignified Mr. John, he shouldn't be protected by his little girl. If others knew it, they would laugh at him.

But John really liked the way his little girl attacked others for him.

She was... She was so cute.

John felt the blood in his mouth tasted fishy and sweet.

"Can I lie to you?" Isabella retorted.

Nina shrugged her shoulders and said casually, "Who knows?"

Nina didn't trust Isabella.

Her trust in Isabella had been worn out bit by bit a long time ago.

Isabella saw that Nina didn't believe it, so she threw out the bait, "The drug developed by Mr. Albert is related to human's memory. Don't you feel anything strange after you wake up?"

In fact, Isabella still didn't know when the medicine of M.C would take effect and if there were any obvious symptoms.

After all, it was still in the test period.

After hearing what Isabella said, Nina suddenly realized something. Nina's pupils suddenly shrank, and the fog appeared in front of her again. It was just like now that she was standing next to John, the two of them held hands. She couldn't see his face clearly, but she could only feel him.

When another John came towards her, Nina saw him clearly. He was the same as she remembered, but that feeling was very vague.