Chapter 693 Maybe We Can Meet Each Other

Awakened by the ring, Cassie moved and slid down from Tim's arms. As soon as she fell on the ground, she hurried away.

Seeing that Cassie disappeared at the door of the bedroom, Tim touched his forehead helplessly and took out his phone.

Seeing that it was a call from Richie, Tim suddenly had an idea: he had a bad boss.

His boss not only exploited him all day long, but also disturbed his good thing.

Heaving a sigh, Tim answered the phone and asked weakly, "Richie, what's up?"

"I'm not going to France. I'll go to work tomorrow, so you can take a leave."

After a pause, the voice of Richie continued, "It's up to you when to go back to work, but no more than a month."

Tim was confused and sleepy at first, and then became excited when he heard that he could take a holiday.

He could have a holiday, or even a month. After all, his annual leave was not that long.

The bad mood that had been disturbed by Richie disappeared after these words, and the tone of Tim's voice became light.

"Richie, what are you going to do in France?"

Originally, he wanted to ask if he didn't want to continue to look for Consuela, but then he remembered that last time he mentioned the result that Consuela had been found, so he immediately corrected himself.

After a simple explanation, Richie hung up the phone. At the other end of the phone, Tim was still standing in the living room, giggling because of joy.

Half a minute later, Tim finally came to his senses and rushed into the bedroom.

In the bedroom, Cassie was sitting on the bed and playing with her mobile phone. She felt a black shadow approaching and was pressed on the bed by Tim the next second.

With her hands on Tim's chest, Cassie could breathe and speak.

"What's wrong?"

Why was he so happy after answering a phone call? Even the annoyance and helplessness that had just been disturbed disappeared.

Cassie, who was waiting for the answer from Tim, stared at his face without blinking. Unexpectedly, Tim smiled and kissed her lips several tim

Drugged one night by her ex-boyfriend, a mysterious man took advantage of her in an ecstatic night filled with sex.

To take her revenge, she married the man, and used him.

"As long as I'm alive, I'm still his legal wife, while all of you are just his mistresses."

She remained adamant even when he was involved in scandals with other women.

Eventually she stormed off after she learned that he had betrayed her again.But life brought her back to him a few years later, to his astonishment.

to meet Consuela among thousands of people.

Speaking of France, Tim remembered that Consuela seemed to be in Provence, where Richie had just come back.

"France... Honey, do you want to go there because Consuela is in France?"

Being guessed, Cassie admitted directly.

"So what? Maybe one day we will meet Consuela on the street. "

Seeing the twitching corners of Tim's eyes, Cassie pouted.

"I know the probability of encountering Consuela in France is very small, but at least there is.

Moreover, France is a country full of fashion and art. It's also very good to travel there. Besides, I didn't go to France just to meet Consuela. Is there anything wrong? Huh? "

"Yes, yes. Nothing wrong. We can go to France and I'll ask for leave for you tomorrow. Now, let's continue. "

continue? Continue what?

Cassie was a little confused. Before she could figure out what Tim meant, Tim kissed her and sobbed.

This guy was thinking about this...

"Honey, please, would you focus?"

Tim's lips rolled and crushed on Cassie's lips. He reminded Cassie in a hoarse voice, and then sealed her mouth with a deep kiss.

"……"

Cassie was stunned by Tim's kiss, so she could only passively bear Tim's enthusiasm and could no longer think about other things.

The light was turned off by Tim, and the room was dark with the sound of love.