The Lord Mayor Falls in Love with Me

“Really?”

Martin wasn’t convinced. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Joey…

“I swear to God I’m telling the truth.” Joey looked at his eyes with determination.

Martin thought for a moment and slowly let go of her. He got up, went back to the driver's seat, took off his coat and handed it to Joey in the backseat, “Put it on. I guess you should have told me sooner.”

Joey was too afraid to take it over. She just put her hands around her knees, curled up in the backseat and motionless. She felt wronged and tears well up in her eyes. But she was too proud to shed tears in front of him. She bit her lips and said, “I’m getting off the car.”

Martin didn't respond and kept asking, “Does Allen know this?”

Rattled by the sharp question, Joey answered honestly, “Not yet.”

Martin was angry again. He turned around to stare at her. His eyes were ferocious, “So are you planning to keep it from him?”

Joey flinched and quickly shook her head, “No, I’ve been trying to find a chance tell him the truth. Please don't tell him now. I’ll tell him myself as soon as possible.”

gradually learnt that he was actually a perfectionist who was very strict with himself and others around him. She loved him, but she feared that he wouldn’t take it well if he knew

eyes. He nodded, “All right, I promise.”Then he suddenly realized that he might have been too easy-going with her. His face fell and warned,

After saying that, he opened the car door, got off the car and went across the street.

“Hey, I’m getting off the car too.”

tried to get off the car when she found that he had left without saying anything to her. She didn’t dare to stay with him in the car anymore. She was shocked to find that he had locked with car from outside with remote control. She

minutes later, Martin returned with a paper bag. He threw it at her once he got in the car, “I’m sorry I ripped your shirt. Here is a new shirt and I think you might need it. Please put

the bag and found a new shirt, very similar to the old one, but way more expensive

to reject it for being too expensive, but she was intimated by his ferocious look a moment ago. She said nothing, and replaced her torn shirt with

promised not to sneak a look, she was too frightened to take

unaware that if Martin had made up his mind to hurt

her hesitation in the rear mirror and slightly shook his head, laughing,

“I’m going home.” Joey snapped.

you can’t.” Martin rejected

“Why?” Joey was confused, staring at the back of his head.

“Your face is swollen. I’m afraid Allen would certainly suspect something if you show up with so many bruises. If he decided to get to the bottom of it, what would you do? So