Chapter 827


    Chapter 827 Mr. Davies Did This


    James opened the car door and helped Amelia into the car. Gritting his teeth, he then bent down and


    sat down beside her.


    When he gently leaned back, his loose hair trembled along.


    Sitting in front, Andrew saw James was in such pain and subconsciously tightened his arms around


    Grace.


    When James was facing Amelia just now, he had his back to Andrew, so Andrew was able to see it


    clearly.


    Mr. Evans’ expensive white shirt was oozing blood here and there like blooming flowers.


    Andrew was so startled that he nearly yelped, but holding his hand behind him, James gestured for him


    to keep quiet with his


    finger.


    “In Ms. Garcia’s presence, Mr. Evans never seems to care about his life, and he doesn’t even want her


    to worry.” Andrew thought.


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    He couldn’t fathom how deeply Mr. Evans loved Ms. Garcia, and all he could do was tell the chauffeur


    to drive faster.


    Even though James was in so much pain that sweat broke out on his forehead, he still held Amelia


    tightly in his arms. Having not


    Chapter 827 Mr. Davies Did This


    seen her for a few days, he had missed her.


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    Amelia tried to look up at him several times, but he kept holding her head down. He also stopped her


    when she tried to wrap her arms around his waist.


    She felt he was behaving very strangely, “James, are you-”


    She forcibly raised her head, and he lowered his and nted his


    cold lips on hers.


    Holding the back of her head, James nced up at Andrew,


    signaling him to cover the child’s eyes, before he began to


    French-kiss her.


    Lowering his eyshes, he pried open her white teeth with his tongue and kissed her passionately as


    he took in her scent.


    His kiss was always aggressive and soon took her breath as he sped her hands, taking control of


    everything.


    Almost deprived of oxygen, Amelia, who was half-lying on hisp, slowly went limp, powerless to resist


    him.


    She struggled twice, and the man let out a guttural grunt, not from the kiss but from pain.


    He tried to divert her attention by kissing her, but his muffled groan roused the woman’s suspicion.


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