My dear lawyer novel Chapter 159

Vivian was so annoyed in the quilt that she stretched out her hand to lift it. She took a breath and suddenly forgot an important thing that she wanted to ask William about the last condition.

William was so gentle tonight. She even wasted an once-in-a-lifetime chance.

It was a sin.

She didn't know if it was because of William's words before he left, or the light kiss.

Vivian didn't have a nightmare. When she got up in the morning, William had already come back.

Could you imagine seeing the man who annoyed you all night suddenly appear in front of you?

It was obvious that Vivian couldn't. She almost rolled off the bed in fright. Fortunately, William caught her steadily.

To avoid the possibility of secondary disability.

So embarrassed! Now if there was a hole on the ground, Vivian would certainly go into it without hesitation. But now she still had to see him.

She still pretended that nothing had happened and looked up with embarrassment, "William, when did you come back?"

William looked at the blushing face of the little woman in his arms. His eyes were deep, and he said, "Not long ago."

"Well."

Before Vivian nodded, the man next to her once again showed his venomous nature, "That is, when you snore, I came back."

"How can I snore?" Vivian got up from his arms and even forgot that her hand had hurt.

William frowned unhappily and saw that there was nothing wrong with her hand. He said, "Shall I play a recording for you?"

"William, how can you even record it?" Vivian was not good. She immediately jumped over and said, "Give me your mobile phone."

"I didn't record it." William's tall figure suddenly approached. In the shy eyes of Vivian, his thin lips opened slightly, and he said softly, "You got sleep in your eyes."

Vivian felt that she had been struck by thunder. And she even had an impulse to die.

Then William saw that Vivian was like a gust of wind, and the door of the bathroom was closed severely.

There was a loud noise.

Vivian's back was against the doorknob, and she seemed to hear William's addicted smile.

Damn asshole! I'd curse him.

Vivian didn't seem to believe it. She ran to the washstand and looked in the mirror. She found that there were really eye droppings in the corner of her eyes.

The words "It's killing me" floated over her head. Why would her dirty face be seen by William?

Why? Why would she have eye droppings? Is it because she didn't drink water yesterday?

After Vivian finished washing her face, her face was still hot. She didn't want to go out. She began to sit on the toilet cover and doubt her life.

Should she go and buy a lottery?

Looking down at the toilet brush at her feet, she was thinking about whether to go out and kill that person.

After thinking about the huge difference between them, she soon gave up the idea.

She got up and opened the window to look downstairs. No, she would die. And she heard that people who jumped off building would be broken into pieces.

It was too miserable. Let's forget it.

"Come out."

In ordinary times, she would think his voice good. Now she only thought that William's voice was as horrible as a fierce ghost asking for his life.

"No, leave me alone, William. I'll call Selina and ask her to pick me up." Vivian answered.

The man outside the door was silent, and Vivian stretched her ears. She seemed to hear a sound of footsteps, followed by a slight closing of the door.

Did he leave? Vivian didn't believe it. She kept waiting for a while. She heard that there was no sound outside. And she took a long breath.

She secretly unlock the lock and went out and saw the empty room.

She was completely relaxed. Fortunately, there was no need to kill him.

"Why do you want me to go?" William didn't leave. He knew her, so he made some noise on purpose and went to the bathroom door quietly.

Waiting for her to open the door.

Vivian pointed to William and was shaking hard. Someone who saw it would thought she had Parkinson's disease.

"Ah, you..."

"I saw you." William raised his hand and took down her white and slender hand. She fell into his arms as soon as he exerted his strength gently.

He lowered his head and leaned against her ear and said, "Including when you are naked."

Vivian had a feeling that her scalp was about to crack. Her face was so hot that it almost dried her whole person. She stuttered, "Are… Are you crazy?"

He said these provocative words when he came back in the morning. Wasn't he supercilious?

William directly carried her back to bed, locked her in his arms with his hands and feet, and kept her from moving. His deep voice seemed to bring a little sleepiness, "Sleep with me for a while."

Vivian stopped moving because of his words.

She found that looking at William from a close distance, there was a trace of fatigue between his eyebrows, a layer of mustache appeared on his firm chin, and he came back without any treatment for his clean habit.

He must have stayed up all night yesterday, so he would come back so early this morning.

Vivian's heart suddenly softened. She was like a kitten in his arms. She wanted to tell him to pay attention to his body when he was busy. She felt it was not appropriate to say it, so she closed her mouth.

William didn't sleep all night. After dealing with Six-ears, he missed her and went back to the hospital.

Tired all night, he quickly fell asleep holding Vivian.

Vivian had slept all night and just woke up without sleepiness. But she dared not move. She knew how alert the man beside her was.

As long as there was a little wind, it would wake him up.

She could only stare at William's handsome face.

She finally knew why Roe's eyelashes were so long. He had inherited William's advantages. As a woman, she was envious of William's eyelashes.

His skin was also nice, in addition to his colour of skin. His pores were almost invisible. And the man's lip shape was so good.

The mustache at the chin didn't reduce his appearance, but added a decadent charm to him.

It would have been more perfect if he hadn't been so venomous and cold.

Vivian kept this posture and didn't dare to move. Unconsciously, she fell asleep again.