Sweet Love Contract

Chapter 70 Leave Quietly

After standing at the door for a while, Wanda went to clean up the table in silence. Hearing the sound

outside, Quincy put his hand on the doorknob, and finally put it down dejectedly.

In the evening, Wanda came to knock on the door. "Are you awake, Quincy? Dinner is ready. Come out

and have it. I'm coming in."

As soon as she opened the door, a pillow flew towards her, which made her dizzy. "Haven't you gone

with him? Why do you come back? Sympathy for me? I'm not disabled yet. I don't need it! "

"I'm not leaving." She picked up the pillow, walked to the bedside and was about to reach out to help

Quincy get up.

Quincy waved his hand coldly to avoid the support of Wanda, and sneered, "I've already reminded you

to stay away from this person. You've been against me again and again. Don't forget that your uncle

sold you to me. Before you pay off your debt, you have no choice but only listen to me! But if you really

want to leave me, I free you! "

"You don't have to do that. I will leave, but not now." Wanda reached out her hand again.

"I haven't finished yet. If you want to make a clean break with me, I can tell you a way now." "I have a

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But I can't get rid of it because the police of the customs have been staring at me recently. But you are

different. You are a woman and new at this, and most importantly, you don't look like a person who can

bring goods. "

Wanda's face suddenly turned as pale as a piece of paper. The corners of her mouth moved, and she

looked at Quincy in a daze. "You want me to help you Bring goods? "

Of course she was not so childish that she didn't know what the goods were.

With his eyebrows raised, Quincy looked at her and said coldly, "yes. Why don't you agree? If you don't

want to do that, you'd better not be so self righteous in the future. You have to do whatever I ask you to

do. You just need to remember only one thing, I am your master! "

"So, in your heart, you just treat me as your dog, don't you?" Wanda lowered her head in pain and

asked with a lump in her throat.

"Of course not. A dog is not as good as you. There is only one chance. You don't have to answer me in

a hurry." Then Quincy stood up and walked out.

"I promise you!" "I promise you, as long as you are willing to go back to South Sea City," said Wanda in

a low but firm voice, standing behind Quincy.

Without turning around, Quincy seemed to be shocked. Wanda walked behind him and stared at his

back, frowning and glaring at him.

"Of course I will go back." "Those people came to kill me because I have what they want. As long as

you help me take those goods out and give them to the buyer, they won't come to me for trouble

again." Quincy turned around with a smile.

With a pale face, Wanda nodded slightly and said, "Okay, I'll go back tomorrow."

"Don't need that. You can call that man. He should be waiting for you outside."

Without saying anything, Wanda just turned around and went to the kitchen to get him a bowl of rice.

In the evening, she slept alone on the sofa. It seemed that because of the appearance of Aaron, the

relationship between her and Quincy collapsed again, which just had eased a little before. She couldn't

help sighing slightly. She shouldn't have had hope for him. Their status was not equal from the very

beginning. Their mother's death should be a knot in their hearts, and what Aaron said today should

have completely angered Quincy, and he blamed all this on her.

The doctor said that the treatment of Quincy's leg couldn't be delayed any longer. She had planned to

use another way to lure those people out, but unexpectedly, Quincy gave her a hand by the way.

She had never thought why she would help Quincy at this time. She just didn't want to see his legs

become disabled like this.

The second morning, when Quincy got up, he heard the sound of cooking from the kitchen.

Inexplicably, the corners of his lips were raised. Then he stood up and went out in a wheelchair with a

gloomy face.

When Mrs. Chen heard the door open behind her, she turned around to look at Quincy and said with a

smile, "Mr. Qin, you're awake?"

"Where is Wanda?"

"She said she would do something for you and asked me to send you to hospital later."

Quincy's hands on the wheelchair tightened and his joints turned white. He asked softly, "when did she

leave?"

"She left in a hurry. It should be four or five o'clock. She called me and asked me what time it was the

earliest bus to South Sea City. I told her that it was about at dawn, she arranged you to me and left.

Your fiancée, she is really good. "

Mrs. Chen didn't find anything wrong with Quincy. She said straightforwardly and took the breakfast out

with a smile. "You eat first. After that, I'll take you to hospital."

At this moment, Wanda was sitting in a bus to South Sea City. It should be almost noon when she

arrived there. She closed her eyes and leaned against the window, looking at the misty rain on the

glass. Her mood was as gloomy and depressed as the sky was now.

The closer she got to South Sea City, the more likely it wasn't to stop raining. It rained cats and dogs,

making a sound of glass cracking.

She rummaged through her luggage and found that there was really no umbrella.

She sighed helplessly. When a person felt that she was particularly unlucky, there were often more

terrible things waiting for her behind. After so many years of experience, Wanda had actually

accumulated such a conclusion.

After getting out of the bus, she lifted her small suitcase above her head and ran quickly to the

platform. As a result, someone was running in the rain and bumped into her.

The suitcase was knocked away for a distance, and she fell to the ground. Her arm scratched the

ground, and blood flowed down.

"Miss, I'm sorry." The man shouted to her and ran away. She didn't even see him clearly.

The rain covered her sight, and she couldn't see anything. Her hair was tightly attached to her face and

her eyes. Now she didn't need to look in the mirror to know how embarrassed she was.

She pushed her hair away and found the position of her suitcase. She stumbled over. Someone

grabbed her suitcase and ran away faster than her.

After taking a few steps, Wanda shouted out, "catch the thief." but not to mention whether these people

were warm-hearted or not, her voice was completely drowned in the heavy rain.

Standing in the rain, Wanda cried loudly. It was not completely because her luggage was stolen, nor

because she fell just now and she was in such a mess. She just wanted to cry out loud once.