Telling Lies, loving you novel Chapter 120

"Are you driving me away? I came to see you out of kindness, but you drove me away? " Looking at the silent woman, Wyn's forehead tightened. "Michelle, I'm doing this for your own good," he said, his voice trembling

"Thank you. I'm not a child. I can take care of myself." However, Michelle still refused to look into his eyes. If she looked into his eyes, she would be heartbroken.

Behind them was the corridor. A gust of cold wind blew and he felt a chill at his back. Thinking back on what Michelle had said, Wyn could only feel blood rushed into his brain.

"Michelle, we are couple! You love me and I love you. Shouldn't we be together? "

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Michelle turned to look at Wyn, only to hear the sound of footsteps from downstairs. She dragged Wyn into the room and closed the door.

Upon looking this, Wyn was pleased. He walked up to her, held her arms and said, "you still love me, right?"

The pain in Michelle's arms brought her extreme fear!

"What are you doing? Let me go!"

"Michelle, trust me. We are meant for each other! Give me some time and I will prove it to you. I will give you a bright future. We will have our own children in the future! "

All of a sudden, Michelle calmed herself down. She looked into his eyes and said, "Wyn, I can pretend that nothing has happened today. But I warn you, if you keep pestering me, I will call the police. "

"You have fallen in love with him, haven't you?" Wyn seemed to know something from her answer. He stared at her, hoping it was not the answer he wanted least.

But the reality was always cruel.

"Yes, I like him." Michelle replied him in a serious tone, not like joking.

"You..." Wyn suddenly pulled her into his arms and bent down to kiss her.

Michelle was frightened and dodged. She pushed him away, bit her lips and said with disgust, "Wyn, don't do this to me!"

When they were quarreling, the door was opened. Carrying two big bags in her hands, Olivia rushed over as soon as she saw what was happening in the room. "Let go of my daughter. Wyn! How dare you come here?"

She threw one of the plastic bag to Wyn, which hit his handsome face exactly.

Because of the pain, Wyn loosened his grip on Michelle's arms.

He looked at Olivia and wanted to explain something, but he couldn't say anything at the moment.

"If you don't want me to call the police, please leave here right now!" With her daughter in her arms, Olivia asked Wyn to leave rudely. She didn't expect that this man had the face to come here after doing something wrong.

Wyn's heart thumped in pain, and he staggered back a few steps. He took one last look at Michelle and then left resolutely.

The door was slammed so hard that the whole building was trembling.

Olivia looked at the girl in her arms and patted her head gently. Michelle remained silent, but Olivia knew that her daughter was terrified.

In the bar, the deafening music and blurred light on the dancing floor swayed young men and women, who were very happy.

A strapping figure was sitting on the edge lonely. He looked at them coldly, with the food in his hand constantly being fed into his mouth.

Plus this one, he had drunk 16 glasses in a row.

Sitting in front of the bar counter, Wyn slammed his glass on the table and ordered wine for him. The waiter gave him a glance and advised, "Sir, you are drunk. How about I send someone to send you back first?"

"Are you afraid that I won't give you the money?" When he heard that he was rejected, Wyn felt bad.

The waiter at the bar counter shook his head and looked at him again. Then he turned around, took a bottle of expensive wine from the wine cabinet behind him, handed it to Wyn and said, "enjoy yourself."

Impatiently, Wyn poured the wine in the glass, and downed it in one gulp. Then he slammed the glass on the table before refilling the glass again.

"I am in love with him." His mind was still ringing with the words that Michelle had said, which undoubtedly deeply hurt his heart.

"Hum! It turns out that women always are sentimental." He suddenly realized that he had been too stupid. But it was undeniable that women could easily change their minds.

"Scott, you are merciless."

Clutching the glass between his fingers, Wyn burned with anger and hatred. Only gods knew how much he missed her now. It was pretty if Michelle could stay with him now.

He didn't want to marry Zoy. It was all because of the situation that he was forced to marry Zoy. Wyn was born in such a family and he couldn't decide his own marriage. He just regretted that he was too coward. If he had left this house earlier, would he live happily with Michelle now?

All result of marring Zoy was only the two families' reputation would become more famous in the future. But he knew that the Jiang Group did not need any help at all, because it was strong enough.

Obviously, this marriage was made by Mr. and Mrs. mu.

In order to save the Mu Group's face, they made up a lot of lies when they announced the news to the media. The so-called love story between the prince and the princess was a lie.

He had lost both love and his heart.

He didn't like this kind of violence, and he wouldn't accept it either.

Now, as long as he thought of going home and seeing a woman he didn't love at all, how painful was he?

He clenched the glass with blue veins standing out on his hands. With a bang, the cup was crushed into pieces! The sudden noise startled everyone in the bar. The crowd looked in his direction. In the dazzling light, they could only see a tall figure sitting in front of the bar counter.

Meanwhile, blood gushed from Wyn's palm. The woman near him screamed and ran away.

Seeing this, the waiter grabbed the bottle in front of Wyn at once, and then looked at his injured hand.

However, Wyn seemed to be totally bewitched. He tightly grasped the debris, not willing to let them go. At this moment, the whole bar became cold because of his resentment.

The place used to be boisterous and erotic, but now it became quiet and silent because of him.

Some young people in the bar were suddenly annoyed by what was happening here. The guests were here to have fun, but he somehow ruined the mood.

They walked towards Wyn together.

The waiter didn't know what to do, but lowered his head and kept busying with his work. So he had no choice but to turn a blind eye to it. After all, even if the bar was damaged, someone had to pay for it.

Wyn hadn't realized the danger yet. At this moment, those young men had stood behind him, full of anger on their faces.

"You did it on purpose, didn't you? What? If you are in a bad mood, you can go somewhere else to have fun. Why do you insist on going to such a crowded place? Don't you know that I have booked all the tables today? "

One of the leaders said coldly, after pushing Wyn away.

But Wyn didn't respond. He still sat there like a wooden man.

The young men looked at each other with disdain.

"Damn it! You should be punished by us."

As soon as his words faded away, the young men rushed over and dragged Wyn out of the chair. Then they pressed him against the floor, punching and kicking. Wyn felt as if his soul had been taken away, and he did not have any reaction under such a situation!

A few minutes later, they left. The leader spat at him and mocked, "we thought he was a big shot. But it turns out he is just a coward."

The bartender looked sympathetically at the injured Wyn, so he called in some security guards and asked them to take him out.

Since no one knew his home address, the security guard had to throw him into the white Audi. Then a man stooped down and took his mobile phone out of his pocket. He looked through the phone book, froze in the name list and dialed the number.

It was dark outside. Michelle lied on the bed and played with her cell phone. She tried to add Scott's wechat account but failed as he had never registered an account. She felt a little upset.

"What is he doing at this time?" At the thought of this, she decided to give him a call. But her phone rang before she dialed the number.

Looking at the caller ID, she hung up without hesitation. Although she didn't save that man's phone number, she still could recognize it.

Outside the bar, the security personnel saw the phone was hung up and couldn't help cursing. When he was about to look for the phone book again, the phone rang. He looked at the caller and there were words, "Zoy."

After hesitating for a while, he answered the phone. "If you know this gentleman, please come here as soon as possible. He is drunk and injured."

"What?" On the other side of the phone, Zoy shouted, full of incredulity.

Wyn was injured? Where on earth did he go?

After hanging up the phone, Zoy rushed out with her bag.

When she arrived at the designated place, she saw Wyn lying on the cold ground. With her and driver's help, they finally put the drunk Wyn into the car.

The driver drove the car and left the place quickly.