Chapter 4

In the afternoon, Florence Hail was taken back to the Graves family villa.

Due to the severe lack of oxygen at that time and the injury to the head, Florence Hail needed a lot of sleep to recover, so Florence Hail was usually groggy most of the time.

Waking up again, Florence Hail sat up sweating profusely.

She dreamed that Evander Graves died in front of her eyes in her previous life!

Also saw her two children...

Florence Hail didn't care much, and stumbled out of the bedroom. The next moment, she bumped into the man's cold wheelchair.

"Want to escape again?" The man's suppressed anger came from above his head.

"No, I'm just scared..." The next second, when Florence Hail saw the coffee that Evander Graves was holding, she stepped forward, raised her hand and knocked the coffee cup in Evander Graves' hand to the ground: "Don't drink it! "

This coffee is drugged!

Coffee poured over the blanket on Evander Graves' lap, making a mess.

Evander Graves reached out and pinched her jaw, his eyes were cold and frightening.

"Florence Hail, you are courting death!"

Florence Hail felt that her jaw was about to be crushed. She was about to explain, but she was thrown away in the next second.

She subconsciously pushed her right hand to the ground, and the tile pierced into her palm, causing a heart-rending pain!

Evander Graves glanced at her palm, his eyes darkened, "What? One bad trick is not enough, and you plan to use a series of bad tricks?"

He sneered coldly, "Do you think I'll let you go like this?"

Florence Hail lowered her eyes and said nothing. She knew that Evander Graves was on the verge of rage at this time. He had a car accident many years ago, which was so serious that he couldn't walk normally and could only sit in a wheelchair.

Since then, his temper has been grumpy, cloudy and cloudy, and even a little cruel and ruthless!

"Why don't you talk? Guilty?"

Florence Hail knew she was wrong and had nothing to say.

"Oh yes, George Harris hasn't visited you in the past few days since your accident. Are you disappointed?"

"I have nothing to do with him! I don't need him to visit me!"

Florence Hail immediately denied it.

In her previous life, in order to stimulate Evander Graves to divorce her, she deliberately pretended to be obsessed with George Harris, but in fact, they have no relationship at all! There was no relationship before, and it is even more impossible to have one in the future!

Unexpectedly, Evander Graves laughed suddenly, and said in a sneering tone: "Yes, he is your sister's fiancé, and you can have a relationship even if you want to. Maybe after I go bankrupt, he will be richer than me, and you can divorce and marry me." give him!"

"I said, I will never divorce!" She met Evander Graves' eyes, the stubbornness in her eyes was still the same, but today's stubbornness was different from the past.

Evander Graves was slightly taken aback. When he heard Florence Hail's last words, his heart seemed to be caught by a big hand in an instant, and within a second, he was let go.

"You think I'll believe it?"

"Believe it or not, I think so!" After speaking, Florence Hail looked at Evander Graves distressedly, and softened her voice: "Your pants are dirty, go and change them."

As soon as he heard the words "dirty pants", the man's eyes surged with tyranny, and his slender fingers grabbed Florence Hail's nape from behind and pulled him violently.

"Florence Hail! Is that why you think I'm a cripple?"

"No, no, I don't despise you!"

"Really?" The next moment, Evander Graves suddenly laughed, with a cold and treacherous smile, "Prove it to me!"

The strong and domineering aura almost made Florence Hail's breathing stagnate, she subconsciously reached out to push him away, but was firmly imprisoned by him.

Evander Graves took a bite on her lips, and blood beads appeared in his lips immediately, he bent down to suck the blood beads away, his movements became gentle and delicate, as if he was tasting something delicious.

Florence Hail felt his scalp tingling and trembling all over.

Just when she was overwhelmed, Evander Graves had left her lips.

He raised his hand to touch her lips, pressed his fingertips heavily on her wound, and then touched her cheek, with a gentle tone, with a bit of bewitching: "Afraid of me?"

Florence Hail's body trembled subconsciously. This Evander Graves was crazy and fierce, making people unconsciously afraid.

But this time, she didn't want to run away!

She grabbed Evander Graves' collar abruptly, pulled him forward, and kissed him proactively!