Overflow With Fake Love

Her breakdown was silent.Although she sat on the bed motionless, her heart was ina mess.
She clenched her fists, her nails deeply embedded in her flesh, but she didn't dare to reveal her feelings because Mrs.Howard
was present.
Julia looked grim, but kidnapping had happened and she could nothing about it.
She knew her grandson very well.
No one could change his decision.
All she could hope for now was that the matching was unsuccessful so that the kidney was still Selma's.
"Selma, don't be discouraged.Maybe the matching will fail.And I'll help you."
Selma forced a smile.
It was very cold, and the chill in her body was getting stronger.
She felt that she was about to lose her strength.
"Mrs.Howard, it's late now.Go back.I am sleepy."
Julia nodded and said something comforting before leaving.
About ten minutes after she left, Selma sat up from the bed and slapped the bed madly with a pillow.
She acted like a complete lunatic.
Everything in the ward was thrown to the ground, and pieces of porcelain were scattered everywhere.
After venting her anger for half an hour, she stopped with tremble and curled her lips coldly.
"Amy Turner.’’
She could not have a peaceful night until that bitch was finished.
At three o'clock in the morning, news came from the hospital that the matching was successful, which meant that the kidney
would belong to Amy's grandma.

Once hearing the news, Amy stood up excitedly.
She didn't sleep and had been waiting for the news from the hospital.
She wanted to go upstairs to thank Paul, but maybe he had already fallen asleep.
So She suppressed her excitement and called the attending doctor.
After setting two weeks later as the time for the operation, she felt relaxed and her fatigue seemed to dissipate.
However, she was aware that because of this, she would make a complete enemy of Mrs.Howard.
The news of the successful matching annoyed Julia much.
Selma was still waiting for the kidney! How could it be given to Amy? The next morning, she came to the Shallow Bay.
Amy and were still at home, and they were about to go to work, but Mrs.Howard's arrival left them no way to leave.
Julia sat on the sofa, her face darkened.
"That kidney must be mine.There's no discussion about it."
Amy lowered her eyes, her attitude neither servile nor overbearing.
"Mrs.Howard, no way.”
"Amy Turner! All you can rely on is my grandson's affection for you.If you hadn't married into the Howard Family, your
grandmother would have died long ago! You should be satisfied that she can last so long!"
"Mrs.Howard, I want my grandma to live"
"Then you just let others die? Why are you so vicious!"
Hearing this, Amy turned gloomy.
"Mrs.Howard, if you take away the kidney, my grandma will die.And I don't accept any moral kidnapping.If I am vicious, then what
about you who want to take my grandma's life?"
It was ridiculous to condemn her with morality.

That woman was found by the hospital for her grandma.
How could the person who tried to rob their gains accuse her of being vicious? Julia, in extreme anger, couldn't breathe.
She knew about Amy's eloquence, who was a law major, but she didn’t expect herself to be rendered speechless.
"Amy Turner!"
She roared and suddenly heard Paul say, "Enough."
Paul's brows were throbbing all the time, and he only felt noisy.
Julia took a deep breath and almost fainted.
Fortunately, the servant kept patting her chest to calm her down.
"Grandma, you can't beat her.Why did allow her to provoke you?"
Paul buttoned his wrist indifferently.
Amy had never lost a mouth battle, so he didn't have to worry at all ulia’s fingers became trembling.
She had doted Paul a lot over the years and kept a secret for him.Now, just for a woman, he annoyed her much!
"Well, Amy, you think you can do whatever you want with Paul's help? Wait and see.The life in the Howard Family is way tougher
than you think!"
Julia left with the help of others after saying these harsh words.
Amy lowered her eyes.No matter what she said, Mrs.Howard would resent her.
So she did not deliberately restrain her temper.
As for what would happen in the future, she didn't care.
As long as grandma could get better, nothing else mattered.
Paul stood at the door and glanced at her.
"Let's go."

Amy nodded and slowly came to his side.
She was very grateful to Paul, who was still on her side after what happened.
The sense of responsibility of a man was really a magical thing.
After getting in the car, she hesitated for a long time and said, "Thank you for helping grandma."
"Okay"
Paul replied with a slight squint as if he was sleeping.
Amy was sensible and did not say anything more.
Just as they arrived at the company, a voice came into his ear.
"There's a charity party tonight.You have to attend."
"What about you? Are you going?"
Paul seemed to have never appeared in public.Would he show up tonight?
"I'm going abroad in the afternoon.I have something to do." The car had stopped.
Paul widened his eyes and tried to get out of the car, but his sleeve was pulled.
Amy heard him and immediately thought of the gun.
"Is it dangerous? You have to be careful."
He had a special identity, and he had been discussing something with Tim these days.
Going abroad was definitely not a good thing for now.
Paul turned around and stared at her quietly.
Amy blushed.
Few people could stand being stared at by such a handsome man.

She looked away uncomfortably and tried to turn her face away, but her chin was pinched by his fingertips.
There was a chill on his fingertips as if it had come from his heart.
She was forced to stare at him so directly, her face getting redder.
No matter how eloquent she was, she was always at a disadvantage every time she faced him.
His breath tightly wrapped her up and incapacitated her.
Paul leaned over and got close to her lips.
Then something flashed across his eyes, and he finally pressed his lips on them.
Amy's eyes widened in an instant.
Her heart seemed to have been pounded hard by a sledgehammer, and even her mind was buzzing.
Their lips touched, and no one spoke.
Amy did not close her eyes, which enabled her clearly see Paul's fair skin, long eyelashes, and high nose bridge.
Within just a second, thoughts flashed through her mind.
Paul got up and stroked her lips with his fingertips.
"Pay you back."
Amy was confused, but Paul didn't look back.
Seeing this scene, Tim felt that he was blind, who wanted to donate his eyes to someone in need immediately.
President took the initiative to kiss Amy.
What happened? Compared to those sentimental kisses, such a flirtatious touch was just like him, not passionate, but
surprisingly touching.
Amy stood supported by the car.
Her legs were weak and she would fall to the ground the moment she walked.

Paul was a demon, a living demon.
What was he like? A high god, who suddenly was tinged with some earthly aura after kissing a woman on earth, and then left
freely.
To him, it was just a breeze at his fingertips, but to her, it was a startling sight.
Amy did not even dare to touch her own lips, the trace of coldness on which seemed to have drilled into her pores and stirred a
storm in her heart.
Did he mean to pay her back the kiss she gave him in a daze? Amy lowered her head, rubbing her legs.
Why did he repay her this today without saying anything? What a bastard! Amy acted like a coquettish woman for the first time.