NovelEnglish“Don’t panic! I won’t use much strength.”
Camila was too focused on the door that she didn’t hear what Aldrin was whispering to her.
Her heart was thumping hard against her chest.
Finally, the door of the room opened!
Camila’s eyes lit up as she saw that woman in front of her.
At the entrance stood the woman donning an elegant updo with her long hair, dressed in a customized white suit adorned only
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtwith a pair of simple yet graceful pearl earrings.
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Upon seeing him, Camila inquired with a curious look, “Who are you?” As she gazed at the woman, Camila recognized her from the photograph. For a moment, she seemed lost in thought before regaining her senses and crying out, “Help me…”
Standing behind Camila, Aldrin threatened with aggression, “Hurry up and cback with me. I’ll teach you a Lesson. Do you think you can escape?”
Terrified, Camila pleaded with Greta, her eyes filled with desperation, “If I go back with him, he’ll beat me to death. Please help me.”
Moved by her plea, Greta compassionately interjected, “Release this girl or I’ll contact the authorities.”
Undeterred, Aldrin barked, “She’s mine. It’s none of your business!” Aldrin tried to appear aggressive though not as fierce as he looked Like.
In reality, Aldrin was a handsman.
He was delicate and had inherited his striking features from his mother, Trudy.
Unimpressed, Greta frowned and pointed out, “There is a surveillance camera here. You are breaking the Law. I will call the hotel staff to cup now.”
With a snort, Aldrin released his grip on Camila, confident in his claim, “I’m not afraid of the staff. I live next door, and they can ctoanytthey want.”
And with that, he strutted away.
Still shaken, Camila felt grateful for Greta’s intervention.
“Thank you,” she mumbled.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“Don’t mention it,” said Greta.
As Greta moved to shut the door, Camila swiftly raised her hand, preventing it from closing, and asked, “May I have a cup of
tea?”
After a brief moment of hesitation, Greta relented and said, “Sure, cin.” Overwhelmed with gratitude, Camila expressed her
thanks in a hurry.
Greta walked to the table and poured her a glass of water, suggesting, “Drink swater to calm down. Is that man your
boyfriend?”
Camila took a moment to compose herself before answering, “Yes, he has a terrible temper and accusesof cheating. He
wants to kill me.” She held the cup in her trembling hand.
Greta’s response was firm and empathetic.
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