Adoration Beyond Compare

want me to be your mistress?" Yvonne fixed her

ogether, and what else can't you give me? You are not the girl of chastity any longer." Cary looked at Yvonne and s

he got bored with her, she would be abandoned. But what could she do? It was already very hard for her m

turned her face away. She didn't want to see this hateful

ry. No woman would refuse to be his lover. As an in

hin, forcing her to look at him. "Look at me!

ain. Being grabbed tightly by him, she didn't groan in pain. Instead, she l

bore the pain, she didn't groan. Her eyes looked as if she had hidden a whole lake and sank into the gentle and quiet lake. At last, he was

ave to do this to get her future? This is not what I want. What I want is only a simple life. Lo

s angrily since Yvonne didn't get along well with him. He shoute

ards the door. He had planned to take her to the party, but now he'd better leave her the

membered that Cary had rarely gone back to his house with any woman before. Now he not only brought back a woman, but also let him

renowned figures came here from the business field. Although his own company was the leader of the whole industry, he stil

l had to do his job well first. It was just a woman, but he c

n in his forties stood in front of Cary with a glass of wine in his hand." Why are yo

d friendly-looking, swirling the wine glass gently, without the slightest intention to stand up. "Oh, it's you, Mr. James. I've been wondering why a pungent smell of alcohol is coming from far away. And I'm afraid tha

him to him. "You are still so young, and I know more about the business experience than you do. The busin

od up with one hand around the woman's waist and the other hand raising her chin, slowly approaching to kiss her. The w

ftness of Cary's lips as she expected. Instead, when she opened her e

just looks like a colorful chicken." although Cary's eyes were fi

y with your own woman. Taking a second-hand plaything to me, Mr. James is really so friendly with me." After saying tha

ve those people who irritated him. If he had known that the party would be so boring, he wouldn't have come here today. He left the party and as he went downstairs, Cary called his secretary, "inform

just insulted Cary, of course, didn't know that he would be

ow could Cary be so fierce since five years ago? Show mercy? He had no idea what was mercy. On the way to the villa, Cary was still as cold as ice. As long as he wa

er own room. Opposite to Yvonne's bedroom was Cary's. When she walked in front of his room, she wanted to check whether there was something special in

udy was a table, with a simple lamp and a computer, a thick stack of documents and a chair. There was not a single green plant, which made the study looked as cool as Cary. When he sat here, what did he look like? At the thought of this, she sat down on the chair and imagined the scene when Cary was reading. His sharp eyes and serious face sof

r aggressive and cold, nor arrogant and contemptuous in the daytime, nor a scoundrel who tried to forced her at that night. He looked like an ordinary positive boy, with delicate eyebrows and a smile that could melt the glacier. He was like a warm spring breeze whic

aze at his calling, and then hid the photo behind her back out of instinct. After that,

friendly eyes and walked towards her step by step, "No, nothing." Yvonne looked g

arm of the chair with one hand, and stretched out the other hand to catch Yvonne,

to anymore, she did nothing to resist

Rae years ago! It was this hypocritical woman on the photo that cornered him in these years! At the sight of this p