Chapter 64: don't be afraid, I'm here.

After Tyler, the most important thing in a girl, honor and purity, all were trampled and destroyed. Helen Halley gradually hugged her knees: "Today while filming, there was a problem with the props, my sword was not careful, causing Helen Halley to be injured. In the hospital, my biological mother, not even a single sentence was allowed. I said gave me a slap, my biological father, when faced with me, there is only criticism and threats..."

Monica blankly looked out at the pitch-black night outside the window, her voice become smaller: "At that time, I don't know why my nerves that have been tense for 5 years suddenly broke. I suddenly felt that it all had no meaning, felt like I was a failure in life, Is it because I'm so bad that everyone hates me? Does my years of hard work mean anything at all..."

She had just finished speaking, when David Waymond suddenly grabbed her shoulder and turned around. she said: " Monica, look at me. Not everyone hates you! The bad guys are them, not you! Do you understand?" Monica

's eyes turned red.

Even though she normally acted like she didn't notice, she was, after all, just a young girl in her mid-twenties.

David Waymond took her in his arms, planted a soft kiss on the top of her head…

Monica just felt a little heavy on the top of her head but didn't know what it was. David Waymond

's deep gaze looked at her extremely seriously: "Monica, if you doubt yourself, then try to believe me, you're very good." There is no one better than you in this world."

Monica stopped crying and smiled: "Of course, I believe the words of the Six Great Boss!"

David Waymond breathed a sigh of relief, just now, the flash of disappointment in her eyes made him panic.

After a moment of silence, David Waymond took the initiative to speak: "Monica, can I ask you something?"

"What?" Monica tilted her head.

Is it because she likes a person that no matter what she does, she still finds it cute? David Waymond couldn't help but put his hand up to pat her head: "Do you like diamonds?"

"Huh?" Monica didn't expect him to suddenly ask such a bizarre question: "Why ask this?"

"Today is your birthday, Pugsley wants to prepare a birthday present for you, it seems like a diamond, he was worried you won't like it, so I asked for him." David Waymond said without changing color.

"Is that so..." Monica scratched her head at that, then said: "This is… surely there's no girl who doesn't like diamonds? But it's just a birthday, a kid like her giving me something so precious, it's not very nice in short, there's no need to do it. It's much better to do something yourself!"

David Waymond pretended to be unintentional and said: "It's not something expensive, the diamond she received in the film crew is a precious thing, I'm just afraid that you'll see it, the others you don't let into the eyes."

When Monica heard that, she immediately supported her forehead: "Do you know this too? As expected, it's a bad reputation... Don't compare it to the name "excellent", he's psychotic!"

"Is that person your boyfriend?" David Waymond asked.

Monica almost choked on her saliva: "Cough… I still love life! Why do you have such a scary thought?"

"Because her attitude is very friendly." David Waymond's tone is a bit murky.

Monica has a headache: "Oh my god! Where's the closeness, is calling him a psychopath also a sign of closeness?"

David Waymond nodded: "For me, you've always been very polite with me, never been harsh with me before."

Monica really doesn't know what to say, is Demon Waymond the "M" in disguise? Only 'M' would like you to be rude to me?"

(*M: only people who like to be tortured and find pleasure in it.)

"In short, are we now and that damn guy? have any relation at all! He… is a psychopath who just likes to throw diamonds at others all day long! I'll definitely throw it back in his face the next day!" Monica said in a relaxed tone, but with a hint of taboo in her eyes, "There isn't now, so there was in the past?"

David Waymond got the point right. Monica gave a small cough: "That… if a day counts as yes, then... can count as ever..."

Monica suddenly felt yes. Slightly mindful of David Waymond's look at herself, she grabbed her hair and said, "David Waymond, don't you think I've had so many boyfriends... isn't it very naughty?" The look on her face

. David Waymond was serious as if he was answering something particularly important: "No, everyone has their own way of life, there are also things that other people can't know. People who don't know the truth don't have any reason to judge and criticize her from an ethical point of view."

Monica felt warm, immediately laughed: "David Waymond, why do I keep feeling that way? You're like a crazy fan of mine, aren't you? No matter what I do or say, you still think I'm doing the right thing?" "Bloody fan?" David Waymond didn't quite understand

what the word meant.

wrong, no matter what, support your idol unconditionally!" Monica explained.

David Waymond thought for a moment and then mused: "Yes, that's very accurate."

Monica: "..."

Monica was low. She looked like she was trying to suppress something, and after a long while she sighed: "David Waymond… Did you know that…" "

What's wrong?"

"Did you know... you're scarier than drugs?" Monica's troubled expression then filled with pain as she pulled at the collar of her shirt.

Mom it! Talking for so long to divert attention but still not seeing any change?

Why is this guy being so snobby for a bit?

The scariest part is that his face is so innocent that he doesn't even realize this!

The so-called no-hit win-win, letting go but not letting go, this is the ultimate realm of flirting...

Her mind was so chaotic that she no longer knew what she was thinking.

"Annoying again?" David Waymond asked nervously.

Monica stroked her temple, which was twitching rapidly, it was not simply uncomfortable, the effect of the drug this time was even more terrifying than at first, at this moment in her eyes, David Waymond was really no different from the male lead. in the cheesy anime series of girls, accompanied by background music and flying pink cherry blossom effects...

Reason was fighting fiercely with the "pink reaction" he brought, she felt. I'm about to enter the place of a ghost.

In just a few short minutes, seeing Monica's head covered with sweat, breathing fast, David Waymond's expression immediately changed: "Where is the discomfort, wasn't it okay just now? Is it kind of annoying… that kind of thing… or something else?"

David Waymond was a little embarrassed because remembering her previous statement, she said he was scarier than stimulants.

This is the best compliment I've ever heard.

Monica's eyes were red, staring at him without blinking.

David Waymond was stared at by such eyes, feeling as if a fire was rising within him.

Monica shook her head vigorously, then threw herself on the bed, helplessly looking at the ceiling above her head: "Oh, I feel like I still have to suffer tonight... David Waymond, if I don't go away soon... I can't stand it...you're going to have to knock me out!"

David Waymond mused: "Actually, I can..."

Monica immediately interrupted him: "Stop, stop, stop now, stop talking! I beg of you Boss, spare me, slut. I really can't stand your teasing anymore!"

David Waymond raised his eyebrows slightly: "What are you thinking? I said I could go out."

"Ugh… Is that so?" Monica awkwardly touched her nose, stammering, "But I'm afraid being alone... will... get bored!" She was afraid to say the word fear.

David Waymond clearly understood the uneasiness in her heart, he asked gently: "Or we can go home?"

Going home…

Monica froze, the moment she heard the word "home", she immediately thought of the Waymonds.

"Well, there's no need, my appearance is like this..." She didn't want to bring these dirty things back there.

Monica glanced at the file with his laptop on the side of the bed: "You do your thing! I'll just sit for a while and my internal energy won't run wild!"

David Waymond smiled softly, "Okay."

In the quiet room, only the regular clack of the keyboard could be heard, like the most gentle sedative music in the world.

The girl's expression gradually calmed down, slowly closing…

Feeling her steady and peaceful breathing, David Waymond temporarily stopped the work in his hands, carefully covering her little by little.

The girl pouted, unconsciously clutching his finger, muttering a few words: "David Waymond..."

David Waymond's whole body trembled.

She is calling his name.

"Yeah, don't be afraid, I'm here." David Waymond leaned down and gently placed a kiss on the corner of the little girl's lips.