The Stolen WifeThe Stolen Wife
By: Webfic

Chapter 14

  Maine severely wiped her tears with the back of her hand. While struggling, Jimmy unexpectedly let go of her.   She had big red eyes like a poor little rabbit, and stared at him defensively and angrily.   Jimmy's tone remained cold and threatened her, "What else do you still want to beg for?"   Maine was wearing his white shirt and his blue plaid pants-sleeves underneath, covering her small body inside. Maine grabbed the corner of the clothes and choked and said, "You are Euan' uncle. You can't do these things to me!"   The man's dark eyes were dark and cool, and his breathing was tight and close, "What did I do to you?"   She could almost feel her heart beating extremely violently, and she could also feel the aggressiveness of her masculine aura.   Seeing her biting her lip, Jimmy continued, "Huh? You climbed up my bed by yourself. You are willing to come to my home. Now tell me, what did I do to you?? "   He rubbed the corners of her lips with his fingers. His eyes looked deep and said, "I didn't ask you to settle the account, but why did you attack me first?"   Maine was angry, daring not to speak, but the man's finger touched her lips from the corner of her lips. She patted it defensively and her small hand hit his wrist.   Both people were startled.   Maine was frightened. Jimmy looked at her incredibly.   She burst into tears and finally couldn’t help the humiliation she suffered these days with her neck blushing. Then, she shouted at him, "Do you think I want to be with you? Do you think I would like to go to your place? I was pushed in by Euan without even having a choice! Uncle! I didn't go to your house voluntarily! Your assistant led me to get in the car. Didn't you ask them to do it??!"   She stressed out the word "Uncle" to completely distinguish their relationship.   Jimmy's temples kept jumping, and the little girl cried open the car door, and ran away without looking back.   Every word she said hurts so much.   Looking at the fast-running figure, his fist slowly tightened, and the veins on the back of his hand burst.   ...   Maine walked on the street in weird clothes, without turning her head back 100%. She shrank her shoulders and didn't even know where she was going. Should she go back to the Lincoln's house? She doesn't know if Grandpa is still angry.   There was a free public phone on the street, so she ran over and pressed a bunch of familiar numbers.   The person over there picked up and asked impatiently, "Who is this?I am still sleepy this early in the morning. If you have something to say, say it quickly..."   "Euan, I am Maine."   "Maine?! Where are you?"   Maine glanced at the surrounding environment. Her vision was blurred, so she suppressed her choking voice and said softly, "I'm in People's Park, can you come to pick me up? I don't have money..."   Fifteen minutes later, Euan drove the attractive Porsche 918 Spyder and stopped arrogantly on the sidewalk.   He got out of the car, looked at Maine sitting on a chair by the side of the road with a pair of eyes hooking her, "Tell me, do you want to marry my uncle? You are even wearing his underpants."   Seeing him coming, Maine got up and pulled the car door, "I didn't do it voluntarily. Let's just go quickly and everything will be fine later."

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