My dear lawyer

Chapter 261 Eye for eye

Damn asshole! How many drugs did he put in the cup? After such a long time, the effects of the drug

were still so strong.

William's eyes were almost red, he could hang on, but her body certainly couldn't stand, she would

certainly be injured when she got up tomorrow.

However, looking at her red face caused by the drugs, William couldn't refuse her cruelly. He lay on the

bed and let her sit on his waist, so she didn't need to make a huge effort.

The graceful figure of the woman showed fully to the man. Her swinging waist was like a weak willow in

the wind, which made him crazy.

In this way, William struggled all night with his strong physical strength. It was only at three o'clock in

the morning that Vivian was satisfied and the effects of the drug in her body calmed down.

Her eyes were closed and her curled eyelashes hung a string of tears. William held her in his arms and

did not fall asleep immediately.

The mobile phone on the ground had been vibrating for a long time, the dazzling screen lit up and

darkened repeatedly.

Finally, it was picked up and hung up directly. The ringing bell did not ring any more.

William's cold thin lips raised a little, and he slowly paced back to bed, kneaded that sleepy little

woman to sleep peacefully.

This night, some people slept soundly, others worried.

John was in a daze with the mobile phone that had been hung up. He suddenly realized that his clothes

were shaken by a small hand.

"Uncle John, when will mother come back?" Roe rubbed his big, sleepy eyes and asked.

John took a look at the time on the mobile phone. Unknowingly it was in the midnight. Roe still haven't

slept, but the phone had been hung up.

He didn't know what that meant, but it was definitely not a good signal.

"Mom will be back soon. Let's go to sleep first, ok?" He didn't have to sleep. Roe was too young to stay

up late.

Roe wanted to wait for Vivian to come back, but he was really sleepy, "Uncle John, I can wait for a

while."

John couldn't bear to touch his top of the head, said gently, "Good boy, go to sleep first, if your mum

comes back, I'll wake you up, OK?"

Roe thought for a while and nodded, "OK."

Then he yawned. It seemed that he was really sleepy. His eyelids drooped down, as if he would close

his eyes in the next second.

John put down the phone, picked him up, and went upstairs, comforting him to sleep first.

The next day, Vivian woke up, and the only place she could feel was her watery amorous eyes. There

was no other place on her body that didn't feel pains. Her throat was dry. She couldn't make any sound.

Her two legs were sore and numb. As long as she moved, between the legs came a burst of tearing

pain, it must be broken and bleeding.

She was no different from a conscious vegetable now.

"You're awake." The man's deep hoarse voice rang in the ear.

"…" Vivian's open eyes closed silently again. This was a nightmare from which she couldn't awake.

Otherwise, how could she hear William's voice?

William glanced at the small woman who was shrinking and said faintly, "I know you're awake."

In fact, she didn't mind treating him as a dead person. Vivian opened her eyes unwillingly, staring at the

tall figure sitting on the sofa, and she said with difficulty in a hoarse voice, "Why are you still here?"

Vivian only knew how sore her throat was when she opened her mouth. After swallowing a mouthful of

saliva, she felt that her throat was being scratched. It could be seen that yesterday's groan was fierce.

"Medicine." William shook the ointment on his hand and said in a relaxed way.

Is this the reason why he stayed? But she didn't feel where she was hurt. After thinking about it, her

face suddenly turned red. The damned man still wanted to apply medicine to her private place when

she was awake.

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She was drugged yesterday. She could deceive herself. But now it was sunny and her head was clear.

It was not appropriate to pretend to be stupid.

Vivian resolutely refused, "I don't need it, go away."

She did not forget that they were still in the cold violence age and she didn't want to have too much

trouble with him.

But that pair of eyes always couldn't help but glance at him, the man's leisurely posture even more

appeared she was embarrassed. After a night of fierce fighting, she was tired like a dead dog, but he

was still lively.

Vivian thought indignantly. The creator was too unfair to her, not to mention the person who exert most

yesterday.

"Why, you want to send me away after using me?" William's leisurely posture did not change, his cool

eyes straight glance at her.

Vivian twisted at the corners of her mouth. It seemed that she was a man who cheated him, and he

was a poor woman who had been wronged.

What kind of bullshit is this?

She moved her fingers and found that her body slowly recovered a little, but her waist and legs seemed

to be disabled. She could move with the other place of her body. She barely grasped the quilt and sat

up, panting.

There were several rags lying on the ground. It looked like the clothes she wore last night. At a

distance, it was the man's white shirt, suit pants, and a pair of close fitting underwear.

But which film crew did the man run out of? And his clothes.

Vivian felt that her brain was a little confused. She was always out of the topic. When she opened her

mouth, she was hoarse again,

"What do you want?"

"Sign it." Lawyers like practical things. William took a piece of paper from the table and threw it into

Vivian's arms.

Vivian was puzzled. She still took the thin 4A paper and looked at it. The more she looked at it, the

worse she looked. Her eyes were almost on fire.

If she had the energy she would definitely jump down and fight with William. Her thin white fingers poke

several times in the paper, hoping to poke out a few holes.

"Are you crazy?"

What was forcing him to make love with her all night? She must be responsible for it for five years.

What's wrong with him? Is William crazy? No, he's a thorough loony. A few days ago, he said that she

was very fickle and dissolute, and now he wanted her to sign this treaty.

William ignored the anger in her eyes, calmly took out the mobile phone from his pocket, and pressed a

few keys. The intermittent groans that made her blush came out from inside.

In the quiet room, there was only this fantastic voice, and Vivian's small face which was about to bleed.

A weak shout, "William, stop it!"

How could he record it?