Don't Escape, My Beloved Girl

He seemed drunk, and his eyes were blurred.

He was wearing a red shirt and casual pants, and his fair face was flushed.

The first three buttons on his shirt were unbuttoned, and his collar seemed to have been pulled to one side.

She could see the hickeys on his neck.

The lipstick marks were even on the collar of his shirt.

Olivia looked at this face and a strong emotion surged up.

She couldn't help but tremble in anger.

It's this man, it's him.

It's all because of him.

It was because of him that she had to suffer what had happened.

It was because of him that everything had turned upside down.

It's all because of him! Olivia cursed in her mind, with her eyes gradually turning red.

Harry touched her face and burped, saying, "Little pussycat, what are you looking at? I have aroused by you." Olivia clenched her fists tightly and resisted the impulsion to hit this man.

She pushed him away and left quickly.

She could not afford to offend these rich people.

The reality was terrible.

It's just how it was.

However, when Olivia wanted to leave, Harry held her tightly in his arms and did not want her to leave.

He smiled wickedly and said, "Why are you running away? Do you want to play hide-and-seek with me?"

As he spoke, he was going to kiss her.

Olivia could no longer control her anger and slapped his face.

Harry was stunned by the slap and touched his face, "You slapped me?"

"Yes, I slapped you."

And she wanted to slap him again.

However, before she could raise her hand again, Harry suddenly hugged her tightly and burst into laughter.

"You have the gut to slap me?"

"Little pussycat, I really like you!"

"Go home with me, and I'll make you happy.' Then, he stumbled forward with Olivia in his arms.

Olivia thought this man was crazy and pushed him away hardly.

"Let go of me!"

However, no matter how hard she tried, she could not push Harry away.

Bang! Harry kicked the door open and led her in.

"Little pussycat, we're home!"

He pressed her against the wall, pulled out his belt and put it into her hand, saying, "Little goblin, come on, go ahead and whip me." As he spoke, he pointed at his body.

Olivia didn't do anything.

Instead, she looked at the person sitting on the high-class crocodile sofa behind Harry.

As usual, he was wearing a white shirt with the first three buttons unbuttoned and black trousers.

His sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, and his fair skin was emitting a cold light under the light.

He crossed his legs and held a cigarette between his fingers, showing a sense of nobility.

It's Everett.

She hadn't seen Everett for two years, and he was still so cold.

In the private room, except Everett, there were other people.

However, there were only three people including Everett.

However, when Harry and Olivia suddenly intruded in, there were two more people in this room.

At this moment, the other two looked at Harry and Olivia in shock.

No one expected two people to suddenly break into the room.

"Little pussycat, why haven't you taken any actions?"

Harry was impatient to see that Olivia stood still.

Olivia came back to her senses and looked at the drunk man in front of her.

She suddenly smiled and said tenderly, "Dear, we're in the wrong place." "Well? Wrong place?"

"Yeah, have a look, there are other people here."

Harry turned around and saw Everett watching him.

"Eh, isn't this Mr.Weston?"

Harry shook his head to let himself see more clearly.

It was Everett.

He nodded and apologized, "Mr.Weston, I'm sorry. I've gone to the wrong place."

As he spoke, he bent over in drunk and apologized.

Seeing him about to fall, Olivia held him.

Then, Harry put his arms around her waist and said to the people in the room, "I am sorry to disturb you, Mr.Weston. Today's bill is on me.Everyone, enjoy yourselves!"

He waved his hand, and then he kissed Olivia on the face, pinched her waist, and kissed her neck.

"Little pussycat, let's go home and continue to have fun."

Olivia lowered her eyebrows and smiled. She was as soft as a rose that was about to bloom. She was not delicate and bright, but she was very attractive. "Alright, I'll listen to you."

"Good girl"

They walked out and their voices gradually drifted away.

Hector and Joey, who were sitting in the private room, looked at each other with surprise in their eyes.

They went to Everett's wedding, so if they were right, the person that Harry just took away was Everett's ex-wife, Olivia.

His ex-wife had become a prostitute, so they didn't know how their best friend, Everett, was feeling now.

Both of them looked at Everett at the same time, worried and confused.