Chapter 787 I Just Want To Imprison You

Moreover, even if she knew that she had forgotten, she still damn couldn't remember.

This was the most incompetent thing for Hilary. She even asked Earl to help her.

She was really useless.

"You little fool," the man lifted his lips and engraved every word into her ears.

"That doesn't matter anymore. As long as you stay with me all the time. "

As long as she was here, those memories would come back. But if he lost her, he would lose everything.

The most gentle words of love are not that I love you, but stay with me.

Hilary was deeply touched. What Gia said was right. It was the happiest woman in the world to have Willie's loved.

And she was so lucky.

"By the way, now... Gia... " She wanted to ask him, what should Gia do?

Would he really let her live alone? Didn't she have any other relatives?

"Honey, she told me that you didn't love each other. You keep her by your side because... "

Because of herself.

"So she stays with you for money?"

Although people couldn't live without money, Hilary didn't think Gia loved money.

In particular, Gia was a painter.

But when she met Willie, she worked as a waiter in the underground bar. What on earth had she experienced?

Seeing that Hilary was going to get to the bottom of the matter, Willie frowned and shook his head indifferently when he thought of the first time they met.

"She never likes money. But she was really short of money at that time. "

That year, he looked at Gia who was crying in the rainy night and asked if she was willing to be with him.

He still remembered clearly that at that time, she was no longer the cold and arrogant refusal before, but her unworldly face was full of pain. She asked.

"Can you give me money? I need a lot of money. "

"As long as you can give me money, I will agree."

He frowned and didn't know how much money she was talking about.

It was not until he paid for the operation in the hospital that he smiled, but only a few hundred thousand.

But the man lying inside was worthy of all her efforts.

Hearing what he said, Hilary suddenly remembered what Wesley had said before.

——If I tell you that your husband has stolen my wife, do you believe me?

Hilary suddenly widened her eyes and asked him in a trembling voice.

"Is she... Is she the wife of that Evildoer? "

Without waiting for the man's response, she said in surprise.

"Honey, did you really steal his wife?"

Willie's face darkened. Was he robbing? It was just a deal, and the love of others had nothing to do with him.

He only knew that

rms every night and call her so intimately when they were in love.

Gia turned her head to avoid his face and blurted out the word without hesitation.

"No."

Huh...

Wesley sneered. He had known it earlier. What a cruel woman!

She had forgotten him so soon. He even thought of her every night, her smile, her disgust and hatred for him.

Since they hated each other, they had to lock each other tightly.

"But I miss you so much that I can't fall asleep." He whispered in her ear.

The expression on Gia's face didn't change. She was just afraid that the temptation wouldn't work.

"It seems that you are well tamed by Willie."

She didn't respond to him. Good!

"What do you want?"

Ignoring his words, Gia asked him directly. She didn't want to continue.

She would give him whatever he wanted. Anyway, she owed him.

What would you like?

'Does she treat me as a beggar?

In that case, he would not be polite and lifted his lips.

"Nothing. I just want to imprison you!"

I imprisoned you, tortured you every day, watched you suffer, and watched you lose your self-esteem little by little.

"Willie will find me soon." At this time, when mentioning the name of Willie, Gia knew that it was undoubtedly driving herself to a dead end. She was also forcing him, and he hated herself more.

"Gianna, you love him so much... Even if he is married, you are willing to be his mistress. "

She didn't say anything.

She didn't say anything, which meant she acquiesced in it.

He narrowed his eyes, and the gloom in them suddenly rose.

He pressed the woman against the wall. Her back hurt, but she couldn't make a sound.

"Then let me have a taste of you, shameless mistress."