When a man blocks a knife against another woman, it can only explain one problem.
This woman is more important to this man than his own life.
Jeff Nicholas values Vivienne Quinn more than his life.
Feelings donât just grow out of nowhere.
Damien Smyth was jealous and took another sip of his drink.
âOther than that, what else do they have?â
Tim thought about it, and really couldnât think of what else Vivienne Quinn and Jeff Nicholas had,âBoss, sister-in-law and Jeff Nicholas shouldnât have any intersection. Donât worry, boss, sister-in-law will never betray you.â
Vivienne Quinn met Jeff Nicholas several times, but no outsiders were present, and Tim and the others naturally didnât know.
Damien Smyth didnât ask any more questions, and raised his glass,âDrink.â
Tim accompanied him to drink until early in the morning. There were no people on the street, and both of them drank too much.
Tim was thinking about sending Damien Smyth to a hotel for a night, when a familiar car drove up and stopped in front of the two of them.
Tim helped Damien Smyth, who was drunk, and watched Vivienne Quinn get out of the car. He wanted to explain a few words to Damien Smyth,âDa, sister-in-law, boss⦠he wants to go back, I dragged him out to drink Yes, the boss has been back for so long, I am so happy, and the two of them drank too much when they were happy.â
Tim is better at drinking than Damien Smyth. To be precise, Damien Smyth is drunk with his own thoughts, not drunk with alcohol.
Otherwise, Tim canât drink Damien Smyth.
Vivienne Quinn didnât say anything, her expression was indifferent,âHelp him into the car.â
She knew in her heart that he was hiding from herself, and he was afraid of herself.
He came back from H city, but didnât go home directly. If Jesse Hudson hadnât leaked the word, saying that Tim answered Damien Smyth âs call and went out, she wouldnât know that Damien Smyth was back.
Tim helped Damien Smyth into the car, and said, âSister-in- law, do nât blame the boss, I really dragged him to drink. The boss promised you before that he would never get drunk outside, this time is an exception.â
Vivienne Quinn suddenly felt uncomfortable, even outsiders remembered Damien Smyth âs promise to her, but he forgot everything.
âTim, do you think Iâm the kind of unreasonable person?â Vivienne Quinn twitched the corner of her mouth,âYou go back and rest, just leave him to me.â
Tim scratched his head, he couldnât get involved in the affairs of the husband and wife.
handing over the man to Vivienne Quinn, Tim left.
Vivienne Quinn did not bring Damien Smyth back to the old house of the Smyth family, but to Willow Garden .
This house has been cleaned all the time, and it is always clean.
Vivienne Quinn helped Damien Smyth to the bedroom, washed his face with hot water, wiped his hands, took off his coat and shoes, and covered him with a quilt.
In order to let him sleep peacefully, Vivienne Quinn did not turn on the bedroom light, fearing that the light would dazzle his eyes, and the light from the living room shone through, so he could fully see the furnishings in the bedroom.
After finishing this, Vivienne Quinn sat on the edge of the bed, just watching him quietly.
When we first met, he also socialized every day and came home drunk, but now everything seems to be back to the beginning.
Vivienne Quinn couldnât help but feel a soreness at the tip of her nose.
She held back, not daring to cry, not even to shed tears.
Tucking up the quilt for him, Vivienne Quinn got up and was about to go to the living room. Suddenly, her hand was caught, and she was pulled into his arms by a force.
Vivienne Quinn was caught off guard, and in the dark, her -panicked eyes met his deep eyes.
Before she could recover, Damien Smyth turned over and pressed her under him, his lips softened, and he kissed her lips a little madly.
The dense kisses, from the lips to the neck, to the collarbone, itchy all over the body.
In the air, alcohol and ambiguity are fermenting, and the temperature is rising steadily.
The moonlight came in through the window and fell on her face, adding a touch of pure beauty. Such a beauty made one wish to crush her into pieces and rub it into her body.
Vivienne Quinnâs eyes were moistened, the familiar breath wrapped her around, the once lingering scenes emerged in her mind, the sealed desire was opened, her hand reached for his belt.