Ex-wife, Please Come Back novel Chapter 170

Thinking that Jacob would be too painful to fall asleep because of what had happened today, Thompson felt very happy.

But what was more important was that Sara would belong to him soon. She would finally belong to him from today on.

Thompson turned on the music in the car and played the soothing music. He echoed the music with his foot. It was really a nice day for him.

After all, he had waited for so long before he got this opportunity to get Sara. With enough patience, you could manage to do anything in the world.

Through the rearview mirror, he saw the quiet face of Sara. Somehow, her forehead wrinkled slightly. Even Thompson could not help but feel sorry for her.

If she had met him at the beginning, he would never treat her like this. Unfortunately, she met someone unfit for her, and she didn't gave up on him despite the pains he gave her.

Thompson knew that maybe she would hate him, but he couldn't accept that there was no trace of Sara in his life.

He quickly braked the car at the entrance of a hotel and went check in. Then he went back to the car and helped Sara to his room.

Looking at Sara who was lying quietly on the bed, Thompson felt a bit anxious. He finally got what he wanted, and no one would disturb Sara and him in the future.

Thompson called the receptionist to bring the medicine cabinet. The wound on her hand couldn't be left untreated any longer. Even though he was eager to have sex with Sara, he couldn't ignore her wound.

Anyway, he had a sleepless night to enjoy her. Since no one would disturb him, he would treat Sara's wound first.

He didn't expect her to be so stubborn that she wouldn't go with others even if she hurt herself. Thinking of this, Thompson's heart softened a lot. As expected, Sara was different from other women.

The waiter brought the medicine cabinet, and then stretched to have a look into the room. Yi Feng frowned and looked unhappy. The waiter went downstairs. But the doubt in his heart became stronger.

Thompson closed the door and walked up to Sara. He couldn't wake her up. If she woke up at this point, there would be troubles for him Thompson didn't want to get into trouble at such a critical moment.

He gently wrapped the wound for Sara. He was quite pleased to do that. It was rare for him to be so gentle and soft. Maybe in this world only Sara could make him behave so gentle.

Thompson lowered his head and carefully bandaged her hand. It was such a pity that such a beautiful hand was hurt by the bottle.

But it doesn't matter. I will take good care of you and never let you get hurt again. Thompson began to unbutton her clothes. He acted very gently, just like treating a porcelain doll. He wouldn't let her get hurt again.

The gentler he was, the more skillful he felt. But when he was half done, he heard someone knocking at the door.

Thompson stood up unhappily and looked through the peephole of the door.

One of the waiters was knocking at the door with the police behind him. Thompson was furious. He didn't know what had he done to attract the police.

There were so many people in trouble every day, but the police didn't care about them. Why must the police coming for him? Damn it.

Thompson glanced at the door and opened it. With a cold face, he asked, "Sir, what happened?"

The policeman looked calm and took out the police certificate, "I'm sorry. I'm on my daily room rounds. Please cooperate with us. "

Thompson gritted his teeth. He really wished that he could just push that police away.

But at this moment, he had to be obedience. Frozen for a few seconds, Thompson finally moved aside.

The police rushed in and saw Sara lying on the bed.

"What happened?"

The policeman looked serious. It's clear that Sara was unconscious.

"My girlfriend is drunk. Nothing more. Sir, I'm afraid it's not appropriate for you to ignore the crimes and only care about me and my girlfriend. "

"You!" the policeman cast an eye on Sara and said angrily.

"You'd better go out if you have nothing else to do. Don't disturb my girlfriend." Thompson's face was cold. He wrapped in his coat tightly because of anger.

The policeman took a look at the door number before he left.

Thompson slammed the door. It seemed that he had to act more quickly, in case something unpleasant happen again.

He untied Sara's clothes and kissed her neck when she woke up.

She screamed and tried to push Thompson away. Even if Thompson felt a pain in his neck, he still bent over Sara's body and touched her up and down.

Thompson smirked, "You wake up. It's even more interesting."

"Go away. I'll call the police." Sara just felt disgusting.

"Don't worry. No one will disturb us tonight..." Thompson kept smirking. Sara naturally stepped back. She wrapped herself with the clothes left on her body.

However, she was half drunk and had no strength to resist him.

Thompson was enjoy the game of slowly pushing her into corner.

"The more you resist, the more I like it." Thompson burst into laughter, but only Sara knew what was hidden in it.

People like Thompson were most dangerous when they were laughing, Thompson pounced on her. In despair, Sara closed his eyes. Her hands had been tightly clamped by Thompson. She was unable to move.

Tears welled up in her eyes. But Thompson was untouched. Because of Sara's strong resistance, Thompson was a little tired.

Half of Sara's body was exposed in the air.

At this moment, Thompson felt a chill down his spine.

Someone punched him heavily from behind, and he rolled to the side all of a sudden.

Fury was written all over Jacob's face, as if he wanted to kill the person right away.

"Fuck off!" Thompson stood up and threw a punch toward Jacob.

However, his fist was held by a strong hand in the air. A group of police stood behind Jacob.

"Please come with us," the policeman who had been here minutes age said slowly.

"Let me go." Thompson pulled up his sleeves. He had never been defeated like this before. It seemed that he was trapped here again today.

What was the problem? The moment he walked out of the room, he couldn't help but look back at Jacob and Sara on the bed.

He should have had plenty of time. He could have… But now, he was screwed again. Thompson left with the police resentfully. He missed such a good opportunity and would never have another opportunity in the future.

Jacob looked at Sara, who was lying on the bed with messy clothes. She tightly pulled the quilt to cover her body. Just now, Sara's body wasn't exposed thanks for the quilt. Guilt was written all over Jacob's face. He knew how sad she was now.

Felt shocked, Sara sat on the bed in a daze. With a pitiful look in his eyes, Jacob walked up to her and held her in his arms.

"It's okay. Everything is fine now." Jacob comforted in a low voice.

Sara was still shivering. If Jacob came a little late, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Sara didn't expect that she would get into such a situation just when she was drunk alone.

The world could be dangerous and unpredictable sometimes. She used to think that she wouldn't meet any danger, but when she was really in danger, she found that the world was so cruel.

She curled up, motionless.

Even in Jacob's arms, she couldn't help shivering. She couldn't say a word.

Jacob dressed for Sara, that damn bastard. How dare he hurt her.

Jacob gritted his teeth. Now, Sara was frightened. Although the result was not the worst, he still didn't want to see it.

He held Sara in her arms and went downstairs. Sara stared blankly at everything in front of her.

The couple attracted many people's attention. But Jacob didn't even want to spare a glance at others. He only cared about Sara tonight.

Sara didn't remember how she came back to the villa. She only remembered that when she was very scared and helpless, Jacob suddenly appeared like a god.

Then, she seemed to lose her memory.