Remarry Missions: Catching My Naughty Ex-Wife

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Chapter 194 Grow Fangs and Take Deep Roots After waiting out the gate of Robinson Family, Jessica caught up with him and sighed. “Abner, I didn’t expect your grandpa to be so angry, sorry.” “Auntie, this has nothing to do with you, it’s about me and Penny.” Mentioning her, Jessica’s face turned cold. “Don’t blame me for being troublesome. Now that I’ve been whipped, the matter is over and I’ve broken up with her. Otherwise, your grandpa might get angry later, so as not to implicate her.” “Auntie, I know what’s going on with me.” Jessica knew that if she said more, she would attract disgust, so she shut up. Abner got into the car, not daring to lean back. The pain in the back was so painful that it was already unbearable. But Damara called at this time. “Mr. Abner, I’m at the hotel, will you be back tonight?” Abner held the steering wheel with both hands, cold sweat dripped from his forehead, and his lips turned white. “Um.” With a calm tone, he hung up the phone. Damara just waited outside the hotel room in peace.

Ten minutes later, Abner appeared at the elevator entrance. Damara breathed a sigh of relief, nodded at him, and then got down to business. “Mr. Abner, what I want to say is about Ms. Robinson.” Abner walked up to her, but instead of looking at her, he took the room card and swiped the door. Damara had no choice but to follow in. She smelled a blo ody smell and frowned. It stands to reason that Abner’s injury should be healed. What is this blo ody smell? When Abner walked into the room, he subconsciously wanted to take off his suit jacket, but when he thought she was there, he froze and sat down on the sofa.

“My aunt intercepted your order?” It seems that he still remembers what happened last night, but he doesn’t know if he still has any memory of that kiss. Damara wasn’t really touched, but he was worried that he thought she was getting married deliberately while she was drunk. But now that Abner doesn’t mention it, she can’t take the initiative to ask. “Um.” “Is there a strong influence on the studio?” Damara felt a little warm in her heart, she didn’t expect that he would take the initiative to ask the studio. “It’s okay, but because I am not very popular there, the designers who are affected have some opinions on me.” “I’ll tell my aunt about this. As for the misunderstanding between you and her, she won’t come to you again.” After all, the whip has already been taken, and the distance between the two of them will be opened later. What happened that night is completely over. Damara breathed a sigh of relief, “Okay, thank you Mr. Abner, I will contact the suppliers again.” There was a smile on her lips, and the water in her eyes shone. Abner glanced at her, said “um”, and stopped talking. As soon as the room was quiet, the atmosphere became subtle. The lonely man and the widow, or the two who had rolled over the sheets, sat facing each other at the moment, silent to each other, as if the air was filled with each other’s breath.. Damara realized that the atmosphere was too ambiguous, so she stood up. “Mr. Abner, then I won’t bother…” Matt’s voice came from the door. “President, are your injuries okay?” All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

Matt had the medicine kit in his hand and apparently got a call from Abner. Damara stood up and looked at Abner, was he injured? Upon closer inspection, his forehead was indeed moist and his lips were pale. Matt didn’t expect Damara to be here. After thinking about it, he put down the medicine box wisely. “Miss Penny, since you are here, can I trouble you to give the president medicine? You are more careful than me.” Damara, who had been helped several times by Abner, couldn’t shirk it at all. Matt put the medicine kit down, found another excuse and left. He saw this woman one after another in the president’s room, and it was definitely not easy between the two of them. How it develops depends on what his president thinks. Damara was carrying.the medicine kit, so she could only bite the bullet right now. “Mr. Abner, where are you hurt?” No wonder she just smelled a blo ody smell, is the wound on the palm opened again? Abner didn’t speak, and was silent for a while before slowly turning his back and taking off his coat. Seeing the criss-cross and deep scars, Damara let out a cry of surprise, and the medicine box fell out of her hand. “Mr. Abner, you are… She quickly bent over, took the medicine box and walked over, but because the shirt was already stuck to the wound, she didn’t dare to tear it at all, and her face was sweating in anxiety. Abner squinted his eyes slightly, and through the glass in front of him, he could observe her expression just right. She seemed to be really frightened, she was at a loss for what to do, and the water in her pupils was all rippling. Just as he wanted her to use the scissors, he felt a breeze brushing against the skin on her back. She was already anxious, and subconsciously blew on the wound.

The cool wind blew on the wound, as if it penetrated the torn skin and penetrated into the pores, and then grew fangs in the pores, taking root deeply.