Chapter 813 Angelic Bitch
Chapter 813 Angelic Bitch
The phone was connected, and Zayla asked in a sweet and soft voice. Lincoln, what are you doing?” “At lunch,” Lincoln replied.
“Are the peeled prawns from other girls delicious?” Lincoln frowned. Looking at the uneaten prawns in the bowl, he let out a cold snort, apparently understanding something.
“Where are you?” “Seeing my fiancé and an angelic bitch display affection through a window with a hungry stomach.” Zayla’s tone was so pitiful that it made Lincoln worry.
His sharp eyes fell on Ruby, and the next second, he quickly got up, walked towards the floor-to-ceiling windows, pressed the button on one side, and the curtains slowly opened.
Standing outside the floor-to-ceiling window, Zayla showed a bright smile the moment she saw him. Her smile was more stunning than all the gorgeous red roses in the snow. “Lincoln, I feel so cold…” She put away her smile, looking painful, and tapped on the glass. “Why don’t you come to pick me up?”
All hostility faded from Lincoln’s handsome and flawless face. His thin lips said in a low voice, “Don’t move. I’ll be right there.”
Zayla stood still obediently and didn’t move. Lincoln quickened his pace, walked out of the villa, braved the heavy snow, and rushed in front of her.
Then, he picked her up and carried Ker back into the villa with his strong arm. He let her sit on the shoe-changing bench at the entrance and ordered the servant to fetch a brand-new pair of slippers.
Then in front of everyone, he knelt in front of her on one knee, unzipped her boots, and changed her into slippers. He did it smoothly, as if it had been done thousands of times. “Make do with it for now.” “It’s fine.”
Lincoln smiled and said, “My good girl.” Zayla nodded in agreement. She smiled sweetly as her stunning face moved closer to him, and she whispered in a fetching voice, “You know me best, Lincoln.”
Those simple words made the smile on Lincoln’s face deepen. He hadn’t seen her for a few days, and he found she was getting cuter and cuter.
At this time, Ruby’s face was pale. She never thought the “seeing is believing” way she was confident with would be useless. “Lincoln…” She called out to him very stiffly.
John looked at Ruby’s expression, then at the astonishingly beautiful woman in front of him, then at Lincoln, who was acting dotingly and even let go of everything, bent over to put on slippers for her. no . Even if he had never seen her before or paid attention to her, he had already guessed that she was Zayla. Text © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.
He also guessed that Zayla’s smooth appearance here without any notification was absolutely related to Ruby. Silly girl! Silly!’ John thought.
John wanted to reprimand Ruby, but seeing her pale face, he got all his words stuck in his throat. She was his sister, after all.
John immediately came to smooth things over, trying to change the subject and help Ruby out. “Lincoln, she must be Ms. Vargas, right?” John said with a smile and nodded toward Zayla. “Hmm,” Lincoln responded faintly.
Zayla also smiled gracefully and said, “Hello, Mr. Meek.” John had to admit that she was so beautiful. Others might imitate her innate temperament, but they couldn’t surpass her. He thought, ‘No wonder Lincoln cherishes her like a treasure. Because she’s a treasure.’