A Wild and Hot Cutie
Chapter 229 I'll kill you if you touch her

Sam's family and Vivian's family are also famous families in S City, so Sam and Vivian's wedding banquet is very solemnly.

Comparatively speaking, the last wedding of Sam and Alisa is quite low-key.

Alisa looks at the red air cushion banner standing at the front door of the hotel, which says congratulations to Mr. Sam and Miss Vivian for a hundred years. The colorful balloons decorate the front of the hotel. Alisa's mind comes up with her unfinished wedding banquet with Sam looking at this scene, and she feels a bitter feeling in her heart.

"What the hell? If you don't want to go in now, I'll take you away now. "Davis looks at her strangely.

Alisa smiles softly. "You can wait for me outside!"

Davis looks at the diamond watch on his wrist. "Half an hour, no more than a minute, or I'll break in."

Alisa smiles and pokes his shoulder with her finger. "I see. It's awkward. I'll see you later."

Davis put his hands in his crotch. He looks up and sees a figure standing in front of the window on the second floor. He frowns displeased.

Alisa puts her skirt up the steps and walks towards the center of the wedding banquet slowly.

"Oh. Alisa, what a coincidence! I didn't expect to meet you here!"

Jerry's figure appears in Alisa's sight.

She is wearing a low cut pink evening dress, her figure is sexy at a glance, her hair turns into a flower bud shape, and she towers high, missing the pure image of the past completely. She stands in front of Alisa holding a shiny silver handbag.

Alisa is stunned. "Are you following me?"

"It is curious, why should I follow you? I'm just a good friend to the hostess of the wedding. Can she be your good friend?" Alisa chuckles. "I see. Excuse me."

Jerry lowers her voice suddenly, and laughs, "Aren't you coming for the master? Well, why didn't Davis accompany you?" Alisa doesn't really like Jerry at the moment. "Get out of the way!"

Jerry sighs, "Alisa, I'll tell you, you're going to lose."

She shows a strange smile to her when she finish saying, and then leaves.

Alisa stares at her with gloomy eyes.

"Alisa..."

There comes another familiar voice sounds, Alisa turns around, and Naylor's figure appears in her sight.

Alisa is shocked, she chuckles suddenly, "I didn't expect that you still have the face to attend Sam's wedding."

Naylor doesn't expect Alisa to laugh at him in person.

"I didn't come to the wedding. I came for you. I've been to Davis's several times and I haven't met you, so I'll try my luck here and see if you're here."

Alisa sneers. "You look lucky! Obviously, I have nothing to say to you."

"Alisa, can you stop it? It used to be dad's fault. Dad shouldn't do that to you. Dad knows it's wrong. Would you please forgive me?" Naylor's tone is almost subdued. "Naylor..." Alisa's voice becomes sharp. "Naylor, you're not my dad!"

"Alisa, don't say that. Although you may not be my daughter, my love for you has never been adulterated. Since you were born, I care about you like that." Naylor is pathetic.

"Enough! Naylor, I have nothing to do with you, you don't have to be pitiful in front of me. I don't recognize you. I will never..." Alisa's voice becomes sharp. She never thinks that she will be so mean. She feels surprised when she says that. Naylor stops his words and turns away in disappointment.

The decadent background is deeply reflected in Alisa's heart like a brand.

This life is the last memory from then on.

Alisa's tears also flow uncontrollably watching Naylor go further and further. She holds her hands tightly, bites her lower lip tightly, and restrains the tears she wants to shed.

Why does she hate him so much?

Is it because of her mother's death or her father's love that she was missing when she was young?

Alisa is still in a daze until Naylor's figure disappears at the entrance of the hotel.

It takes a long time for Alisa to feel strange. Someone is around her and whispers.

She regains her mind, wipes her tears quietly, takes a deep breath, calms herself down, and goes on inside.

Her figure appears in Sam's sight among all the guests.

Sam is a little shocked, Alisa. How can she be here? He didn't invite her!

He looks around at Vivian in amazement. "Did you invite her?"

Vivian smiles and says. "Yeah, why don't you want her blessing? She is your sister."

Sam's gentle face shows a trace of boredom. He lets go of his arm. He lets go of Vivian and strides towards Alisa.

Alisa is wearing a sky blue dress. The whole person is as refreshing as the flowers in spring.

She is charming and funny. Her action is the focus of attention.

"Alisa, why are you here?"

Unconsciously, the two people have come to the opposite side.

Sam's hand retracts slowly after reaching for her.

It seems that he is the bridegroom and she is the bride.

They hardly became forever husband and wife.

However, fate is such a trick, so that when you are so far from happiness that 0.1 ml, you will take them all away.

Her smile is bright as flowers, her eyes are clear and gentle, she is still there, he is still there, just can't go back!

"I wish you a happy new marriage, Sam, and get together with Vivian forever."

Alisa smiles and takes out her carefully chosen gift.

It's a red concentric knot, a symbol of the couple's centenary marriage.

This is her gift, her blessing, no other feelings mixed in it.

Sam's gentle smile becomes gloomy suddenly. Sure enough, she has already let him go in her heart.

Woman, it's really a fickle animal, ten years of feelings, ten years of pursuit, ten years of dreams, fragments instant.

"Alisa, would you blame me?" Sam still has fantasies. Maybe she just wants him to have a good life.

"Blame you? Of course not, Sam, you are my best friend. You get married today. I'm happy for you. We both replace our own happiness. That's the real happy ending."

She smiles happily, and the happy smile cannot be false.

Only the women who really feel happy will have such a smile.

Sam feels that he is a real loser and fails to the end.

Sam looks at the concentric knot in Alisa's hand. He refuses to reach for it.

All of a sudden, another hand reaches out and takes the present from Alisa's hand.

"Wow, concentric knot, it is my favorite, thank you. Oh, Alisa, it's thoughtful of you. I'll take it back and hang it on the head of the bed. It's a sign that Sam and I can share the same happiness, have a good relationship for a hundred years, and then have a baby soon..." Vivian also makes no secret of her happiness. She reaches for Sam's arm and leans on him, showing her intimacy.

"Oh! Well, my gift and blessing is here. I'll leave first!"

Alisa thinks that it's almost half an hour. Her task is finished and she should go.

Vivian stops in front of Alisa. "Well, since I'm here for the wedding party, how can you go so fast? Come on, sit here! Don't leave until the wedding party is over!"

Sam keeps a quiet smile on his face, but maybe it lasts too long. He is a little tired.

He pushes Vivian away quickly. "Alisa, if you have anything to do, go first!"

There are many more activities to follow. He doesn't want Alisa to stay here too long. He doesn't like this feeling.

Let the woman he like, watch himself marry a woman he doesn't like.

He will feel very tired and tired!

Alisa nods. "I'm sorry, Miss Vivian. I have something else to do. Let's go first!"

"Oh..." Vivian sighs and prepares to stop. Sam reaches for her arm and pulls her back.

"Sam, you are crazy. How can you exert so hard? You hurt me."

Sam takes Vivian's hand quietly, pulls her into a small room, and closes the door.

"Vivian, why did you invite her here?"

"Why can't I? Isn't she your sister? Is there a usual relationship between you?

Vivian retorts angrily.

Sam holds Vivian's arm tightly, and his eyes become terrible.

He finally let goes of his arm after a long time. "Listen, Vivian, although you married me, you should be very clear that I don't like other people interfering in my affairs, otherwise, you will know the consequences."

"Don't you love me, Sam?" Vivian feels wronged. Is she wrong? She just invites Alisa to the wedding. Why is he so angry?

Sam's eyes have been staring at her for a long time. He turns around with expressionless face, opens the door and goes out.

Vivian is alone in the room, she is shocked, he lets go of her and goes out as long ago.

This time maybe more serious than last time, or she really has no place in his heart.

Alisa walks quickly to the hotel, standing at the door of the hotel and looking at it, but she does not see Davis.

Where is this man? Didn't he say half an hour? Alisa takes out her mobile phone and looks at it. It's just half an hour. It's not late at all.

Alisa looks around, and she steps out of the door and walks over to the parking lot.

She hears a woman's rapid voice and a man's low roar along with the pace. It comes from the direction of Davis's black Rolls Royce. Alisa's heart beats faster, and a bad feeling rises in her heart. She looks over her head slowly.

What she sees really opens her eyes.

Davis presses Jerry on the door actually. He presses her tightly. Maybe the sound of Alisa's footsteps startle them. They look at Alisa together.

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