Reincarnation: CEO Loves His Wife のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 161 - チャプター 170

Thinking of that, Lisa's heart felt happy, she hastily folded up her hand printed agreement and put it in her pocket, then turned her head in satisfaction to glance at Harry, who seemed to be unable to move, and then turned to face Benedict. "Take him, let's go!" "Yes ma'am." Benedict nodded, then walked over to Harry, crouched down and held out his hand to help him up. Harry coughed twice, looked at Benedict, and said weakly. "You have to stay here." Benedict looked at Harry with a puzzled expression. "Why?" Lisa asked confused. "We changed clothes. I left as Mark's bodyguard, and you stay here as me." If he leaves like this, it is easy to attract attention. Benedict also nodded understandingly after hearing what he said. "Ma'am, I'll get someone else to bring him down." With that, he walked over to the window, glanced at the bodyguard downstairs, who pretended to be a discreet passerby standing aside to watch the wind, and made a gesture. Immediately after, two bodyguard

She raised her head, bewilderedly looking at the handsome face of the man, finally settling in his cold eyes. At this moment, she really saw the panic in his eyes. At this moment, her heart tightened, she suddenly remembered all kinds of past lives. She rarely saw him with such expression, it was only when she was injured or disappeared that he showed such expression. He was really afraid of losing her. Thinking of that, she felt guilty for a moment. "Mark, I'm so sorry..." She parted her lips, a self-reproaching smile, then lowered her head, obediently leaning her face into his chest, snuggling in, letting him hug. Seeing the person in his hand suddenly docile, the man's expression stopped, then he frowned, and spoke to her sternly. "Bad girl, don't do it next time without my permission." "Well, I'll never dare again." She nodded slightly, obediently. Seeing her so interesting, Mark was silent, stared at her for a moment, then moved his thin lips, slowly said... "If you r

A few glances, then put down the phone, said nothing, just unconsciously looked at Lisa again. Mark looked at Harry, his face sinking again, a hint of hostility in his eyes. Aware of the bad atmosphere, Lisa said to Harry with a smile. "Then you have a good rest, if there is anything, call or call us directly." Harry nodded slightly. Only then did she feel lighter, pulling Mark out of the small room together. After returning to the bedroom, she looked at the man's complicated and gloomy ugly face, couldn't help but sigh softly, went to the coffee table, leaned over, poured a glass of water, gave it to him, and said softly. . "Drink some water to put out the fire." Mark walked over to her side, glanced at the glass of water in her hand, then pursed his thin lips, reached for the cup, lowered his head, took a sip, then sat down on the sofa. Lisa also sat down with him, looked at him helplessly, and convinced. "Mark, it's a bit wrong, bear with it." She knew he had a bad temp

Mark's eyes turned cold, one hand on the bed, the other on Harry's body! At this moment, the sound of the door being pushed open suddenly rang out. An unpredictable voice called Mark's movements to a sudden halt, and his whole body froze. “What are you doing!” At this moment, a voice both surprised and frightened suddenly resounded in the room. Lisa who was eating breakfast stood at the door, looking at the two of them in amazement on the bed. This scene seems a bit hazy. Lisa froze in place for a moment, her face pale. The room was silent for a few seconds. The expressions of the two men on the bed changed. Harry glanced at Marj, who was pinning him down, and Mark stood up, frowning, straightening his clothes that had been torn from the fight, pursed his lips sullenly. "Ask him!" Harry was leaning on the bed, also slightly upright, a smile on his face, proudly said. “Mark is so enthusiastic.” With Mark's skill, he's not really his opponent right now, if Lisa hadn't arr

"For him?" An angry voice resounded immediately. Lisa was stunned, looking at the man with an extremely depressed expression at a speed visible to the naked eye. “This bowl is too small for you to drink, so I leave you a larger bowl.” She curled her lips and turned to look at the large bowl of soup that was smoking on the counter. Hearing that, Mark's gloomy expression changed slightly, he frowned tightly, looking in the direction she was looking at. The bowl of soup was huge, at least twice the bowl she had given Harry. Mark stared at the big bowl of soup, then lowered his eyes and glanced at the very small bowl of soup that Lisa was holding for two seconds, then the anger on his face also subsided, gradually revealing a satisfied expression. He likes this obvious particular hobby. Watching the man's expression gradually change, Lisa smiled and spoke to him with concern. “The essence is in that big bowl. You can drink it when it's cold." At this time, she couldn't help but w