Uncle's Love: My Sweet Little Wife

Chapter 42 You've had Many Plastic Surgery on Your Face, Haven't You?

Rory really didn't like James' bossy look and he gritted his teeth in anger.

Handsome as he was, Rory was Mr. Popularity when he was younger. Wasn't that the reason why

James would take advantage of his tall figure and beat him up? Out of Jealousy!

"I could get you a woman, but you need to tell me what kind of women are you into."

After Rory finished asking, everyone stopped to stare at James with their bright eyes, wanting to hear

which type of woman James liked.

James kept silent for two seconds. "Cute face, thin waist, long legs, and soft voice."

The corners of everyone's lips twitched.

Mr. James liked lolis!

Rory turned around to go out. When walking to the door, he suddenly thought of something and cursed.

"Damn it. James, do you think I'm a pimp?"

...

VIP lounge.

James stared at the woman with heavy makeup in front of him. She was coy to peek at him and did not

dare to look up.

He frowned, but what appeared in his mind was the shy look of a little girl. Her pink face and pure and

shining amber eyes seemed to convey many unspoken words.

His brown eyes were cold and expression was complicated.

"Take off your makeup first. It looks terrible!"

"..."

The woman blushed and ran to the bathroom to remove her makeup.

James lit a cigarette and walked to the window. He did not put it on his lips and watched the cigarette

burn bit by bit with cold eyes.

Smoke wrapped around his face, which made his handsome face even more fascinating.

He didn't like strong smells and didn't smoke very often. Only when he was upset would he light one.

He didn't know what the little girl was doing at home?

He actually thought of home because of that little girl. What a subtle connection!

"Mr. James, I ... I have removed my makeup."

The woman standing beside the bed only wore towel. She saw the tall and straight figure of the man

standing quietly by the window. His profile was perfect and the close-fitting shirt outlined his nice

shape. How would his pair of long legs would look like when his trousers were off?

What a good man. Even if he didn't give her money, she was willing to sleep with him.

There was a cigarette between his long fingers. The smoke emitted a faint cold fragrance. As the night

breeze blew, it poured into her nose like a love-philter.

Blood boiled all over her body and she loosened the towel on her body and threw it away.

"It's getting late. Let's go to bed."

She walked up to him and untied his shirt.

James looked at her quietly and did not refuse. That meant he agreed.

The woman's fingers trembled with excitement. She nervously unbuttoned the first button of his shirt

and then the second one. Suddenly, the man reached out to pinch her face and lifted her chin.

"Mr. James, itch..."

She pretended to be shy and rubbed her small waist against his body, but the man pushed her away

abruptly.

"You've had plastic surgery quite a few times, haven't you? Your face wrinkles when you smile."

The woman was suddenly pushed away and fell to the ground helplessly. Hearing his mockery, her

face turned from red to black.

She was asked to have sex with him. What he needed is her private part. The fact that she had done

plastic surgeries had nothing to do with him.

There were no wrinkles. He was clearly blind!

James took a step back with disgust in his eyes, "Your face is twisted when you laugh. Pretending to be

shy is too embarrassing. Your hair style and color don't match your ugly appearance. What an ugly and

fat woman. Rory's taste is really..."

As a quiet man, it was rare for James to suddenly say this much.

There was still a sentence left to be said, but certainly it was not a good one.

"How much did Rory pay you?" He asked suddenly.

The woman was judged by the man from the head to the toe and her face turned red. She wished she

could kick the man in his face.

However, she didn't dare.

The man's expression was gloomy and his brown eyes were icy cold. His powerful aura was too

frightening.

She sat stiffly on the ground and was so frightened that she didn't dare to move.

"One ... one hundred thousand."

He sneered. "The price is clearly marked. Rory has given too much."

His sharp tongue could even kill a person.

The corner of Rory's mouth twitched when he heard James' comments outside the door. Would they

still have sex?

It was not easy to see James sleep with a woman. So they installed a listening device in the lounge,

and even a camera.

Now they were waiting to see what was going on, but they didn't expect to hear the comment.

The people outside felt sorry for the woman. She was probably getting crazy now.

With a creak, the door of the room was suddenly opened.

The onlookers did not expect him to suddenly open the door. One by one, they fell to the ground in

panic.

Looking up at James' gloomy expression, they were so scared that they ran away.

James was good at martial arts and none of them could defeat him.

"I still have something to do. I'll just leave first." Rory coughed and wanted to escape.

Before he could take two steps forward, he was grabbed and pressed by James against the wall.

Rory was so frightened that he shouted loudly, cursing those heartless people who had fled first and

left him here to be punished.

He closed his eyes and waited for James to beat him up, but he only heard James say it impatiently.

"I didn't touch her. You pay!"

"What...?" Rory stared at him blankly.

As the president of the SA Group, he earned tens of millions of dollars a month!

Even his own investments would earn him tens of millions of dollars per minute. And now he was

haggling over a hundred thousand?

'James, you're so stingy. Does your future wife know?'

"James, do you need to be this stingy?"

Usually, he would be the first to pay the bill. He didn't even bat an eye for millions. He shouldn't be

stingy guy!

"I don't spend a single dime on some irrelevant women."

James dropped a sentence and left gracefully.

Rory was dumbfounded.

Rory then cursed after he realized what happened.

'You're the one looking for a woman, and now you refused her. Damn it. James, are you teasing me?'

The next day, Kara woke up to have a morning running. She walked to James' door. After struggling for

a long time, she still didn't have the courage to knock on the door. She bit her lips and went downstairs.

When she ran back, Libby hurriedly wiped her face with a dry towel and found that Kara had serious

dark circles under her eyes.

Because of her health condition, she looked pale, and the dark circles were very obvious on her face.

"Miss Kara, didn't you sleep well last night?"

Kara was depressed. It wasn't that she hadn't slept well yesterday. She hadn't slept at all.

She wanted to say something but only found her mouth bitter. She lowered her head and went upstairs.

"Miss Kara." Libby looked worriedly at her leaving figure.

By the time James went downstairs, Libby had already served breakfast with Chinese food and All content is © N0velDrama.Org.

western food, as well as all kinds of desserts favored by Kara.

James was reading some financial reports but hadn't waited for the girl to go downstairs.

"Libby, Kara is still not up?"

"Miss Kara was up and even went for a run outside just now." Libby put in a good word for Kara.

"OK, ask her to go downstairs for breakfast. Don't let her get late for school."

Not long after Libby went upstairs, she ran down in panic with terrified face and trembling voice.

"Mr. James, Miss Kara fainted!" Libby cried out.

James quickly turned around and went upstairs, rushing into the little girl's room.

Kara was still wearing sportswear, lying on the ground with pale face.

His brows furrowed tightly, as if his heart was pierced through. The veins on his forehead were clearly

visible.

He carried her out, stopped at the door and instructed Libby.

"Libby, pack up Kara's things for hospital."

"Got it." Libby's voice trembled.

She blamed herself. Seeing Kara's pale face in the morning, she should have realized that Miss Kara

was not well. She must be more careful.