Chapter 780 He Doesn't Love Her

"Get in the car."

Willie opened the door for her.

But she seemed to be alive again and smiled at him.

"Honey, can we stop taking the car? Can you carry me back? "

It seemed that she hadn't been carried for a long time. Just as everyone said, she might have been really spoiled.

When she was a child, her grandfather spoiled her, then Dorian, and now, and even in the future, it would be Willie.

Seeing that Willie didn't say anything, Hilary made a comparison with him.

"Carry me on your back. I'll tell you a little secret about me."

Secret... Willie raised his eyebrows and thought it was worth thinking about.

The woman finally got her wish and lay on his back. Her body was very light, and it was not difficult for Willie to carry her.

Hilary nodded with satisfaction, leaning her head against his back.

"Go ahead."

He could smell the fragrance of her hair and her breath.

"HMM... In fact, I don't like my cousin. "

After saying that, the man smiled helplessly. Well, it's a secret? People with discerning eyes could see through her at a glance, but he still followed her words and asked, "why?"

"I won't tell you. If you want to know, you have to trade a secret of yours for it. "

Didn't he say that everything should be fair.

It seemed that she was setting a trap for him.

"I don't want to know."

"Hey! Why are you so mean? It's just a secret. " Hilary was a little anxious and kept moving on his back. But he stopped and scolded her, "don't move."

The woman immediately quieted down.

She had no idea that what she had done just now was just to ignite the fire.

"What do you want to know?" He asked her.

Hilary's cold face instantly raised a smile. After thinking for a while, she asked, "How many women do you have?"

Although she knew that men like him had several women before, when Hilary thought about it now, she was a little unhappy and waited for the man's response. This was a question that needed to be discussed carefully.

She thought he would refuse her but didn't expect that the three words he said made her eyes wide open and unbelievable.

"The first one."

First!

Hilary's first reaction was that how could it be possible! She never thought that Willie was an innocent man. He must be lying to her.

"I don't believe it. You are lying!"

"Really?" His voice was so powerful that Hilary was stunned.

Willie was not the kind of person who would explain. Naturally, he would not lie to others. Then, was she really the first one?

"Then you..." She didn't know what to say. Thinking o

me." When she said this, tears welled up in her eyes and her voice became a little hoarse.

She really hoped that he could show up now. As long as he could stand in front of her, she would not ask about these photos and would always believe him.

"Hil, good girl. Stop it. I have something else to do. "

Good girl? Hilary wanted to laugh, but her smile was bitter. Until the moment she closed the phone, the unprecedented bitterness gushed out like endless river water.

Sitting on the ground and looking at those dazzling photos, the woman smiled sadly with tears in her eyes.

Liar! Liar!

It was a lie to say that she was his first woman, that he would love her and take care of her for the rest of his life!

Hot tears streamed down her cheeks. She curled up and trembled like a Letitia who was about to lose her life.

'What do you mean by saying that you only me, you only want to meet me.'

It was all lies. He didn't love her.

Her heart ached. It was more painful than the night when Dorian didn't come.

She felt that she was about to fall apart. Her mind was full of the scene when Gia met her, and every "affection" between her and Willie.

They were all fake.

The woman in a thin nightdress ran out of the room barefoot.

She wanted to find him.

Ask him.

She didn't believe that everything was hypocritical. It seemed that when she fell in love with him, he gave her such a fatal blow.

When she stepped on the cold place, she felt a little pain, but her heart was more painful.

Hilary didn't know where to find him, but kept running on the street, letting tears run freely. She was like a child thrown on the road. She wanted to look for him, but she couldn't find him.