The woman lying on the sofa shook her head. She thought she shouldn't have any reaction, but she couldn't, she was so uncomfortable that she almost fainted.
However, there was nothing she could do.
"I'm fine. I just need some time to calm down."
Allan's expression was a little complicated. She was not in a good mood now. If she calmed down, something might happen.
"Don't push yourself too hard. If anything happens to you, you will be in big trouble."
"Allan, you can go out for a while. I'm fine."
Debbie didn't look good. She was lying on her stomach all the time, so Allan could not see her expression clearly, let alone have a chance to pity her.
It seemed that everything was going on as planned.
"Then you cannot have an accident."
Allan looked at her worriedly and turned around. Although it was Baron who asked him to take care of her, if he didn't take good care of her, that person might blame him. But what made him sad was that they had been together for a long time and had some feelings for each other.
It was just that this feeling was different from any other kind of feelings. It would only make the other party sad because of some injuries, and feel irritable because the other party was in a bad mood.
"Nothing will happen. I will be fine." Debbie's face turned pale because of the lack of oxygen. She swore to herself that she would be fine.
What she didn't know was that Baron was sitting on the stage of a bar, and a coquettish woman was sitting next to him. She wore a short skirt and looked very fashion, almost outlining all the highlights of her body.
When she bent down, people could see her good figure and fair neck, coupled with her short brown hair and bronzed skin. She was walking on a wild path.
The woman licked her lips and looked at Baron who drank another glass of brandy without changing his face. She smiled and said, "Are you punishing yourself now?"
She really didn't understand them.
"No." Baron's eyes were firm and his expression did not change.
He could drink, bu
wn woman, and now he drank alone for her?
Baron looked at her and asked curiously, "What should I worry about?"
His confused and indifferent tone made the woman's eyelids twitch. She really didn't know how to reply.
It seemed that as long as she met this man, her IQ would be under zero?
That's not good.
Baron added, "Don't think too much."
"……"
After the reunion, Baron drank some wine and didn't want to drive. When he was about to make a phone call, he suddenly heard a familiar woman's voice behind him.
The coquettish woman sat on the back seat, opened the window and stopped less than half a meter away from him. She said in a relaxed tone, "Baron, let's go together."
The driver in the front seat looked at her but said nothing.
Baron pursed his lips and smiled indifferently, "No, thank you. Don't bother."
After saying that, he walked to the other side without waiting for the woman to ask him to stay. Holding the phone that hadn't vibrated all afternoon, he suddenly felt a gust of wind pouring into his heart.
It was so cold.
After walking for a long time, Baron suddenly came up with an idea. He called a car and drove to Debbie's company. He wanted to directly block the way and have a face-to-face talk with her.
He felt that the woman couldn't understand what he really meant without talking to her face to face.