Princess Comeback
Chapter 117 I Want to Spend the Rest of My Life Together

There was no sound inside.

Jacob waited at the door for a while. It suddenly occurred to him that Sarah had not taken medicine at night.

He went to the kitchen, boiled a kettle of water, took the medicine box, and continued to knock on Sarah's door.

"Sarah, no matter what bad feelings you have, takes the medicine first, and then let's talk." Jacob's voice was low and steady. The next second, the door was opened.

Sarah blocked the door with her body gloomily and stretched out her hand, "I don't want to talk to you today."

To be exact, she had not figured out how to face such a white lie.

Of course, she knew that Jacob told a white lie just to prevent her from estrangement from Mrs. Jones, but she was not comfortable now.

"I won't leave until you come out." Jacob held the cup in one hand and the medicine box in the other and did not intend to give it to her. Sarah was also a little angry. "In this case, it's OK not to take medicine once."

Jacob completely gave in and took the initiative to give the medicine to her.

Sarah drank a glass of water together with the medicine.

"I want to tell you. Don't care what my mother said or did."

Hearing the words, Sarah couldn't help looking up at him. When her eyes touched his stubborn expression, she became silent.

After a long time, it seemed that she could not ignore his persistence. Sarah sighed and opened the door.

The two people sat on the sofa. Jacob took the initiative to gently hold her hand.

"The reason why I haven't decided to tell you is that I haven't figured out how to deal with this relationship yet, but it won't be long."

Sarah found that when Jacob was not at ease, he always subconsciously pulled his clothes.

When a man who had never been defeated in the business circle hesitated, it must be when he met difficulties.

Maybe it was her mood that upset his original plan.

"Sorry, I was too radical just now, but your white lies can't be repeated next time."

Sarah put her finger on his lips, looking at him with burning eyes.

If he did not accept it, Sarah would not put it down.

Jacob hooked his lips and acquiesced to Sarah's proposal.

When they reconciled, Sarah fetched a book and lay on Jacob's leg. Jacob handled the email with an iPad.

When he handed down a little, his finger just touched her face. He couldn't help reaching further with his fingers.

The smooth skin touch and the well-defined collarbone were unforgettable.

"What are you doing?"

The cold voice drew his thoughts back to reality, and his hand drew back quickly.

"I wanted to pinch your face, but I put my hand in the wrong place. Sorry." The man seriously talked nonsense and continued to read the documents.

She drew her attention back to the book, looked at the words on it, and gradually became drowsy.

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After processing the last email, Jacob found that Sarah has fallen asleep. He put down the iPad and got up with the little woman in his arms.

When he came to her bedroom door, Jacob hesitated to put her back.

But in an instant, Jacob changed his mind. Anyway, he would only marry her. Sarah was the only person he wanted to spend the rest of his life with. Put her in bed and tucked her in. Jacob went downstairs with the phone.

"From now on, don't mention Natalie in front of her. It's an order." Jacob's eyes suddenly turned cold and his voice showed no mercy.

Joshua was apologetic but more worried. "Jacob, you are already together. She will replace out these things even if you don't tell her."

"I will deal with this. You just need to do your own thing."

"Impossible!" Joshua's voice was firm, and he became a little angry. "I think Matthew is quite right. Natalie said you are greatly self-righteous." At last, Joshua hung up the phone angrily.

Jacob slammed his mobile phone on the cashmere carpet.

Outside the window, the night wind was cool, and the air smelled of unbearable moisture.

The man's eyelids were slightly lifted, and the obvious low pressure was diffused from all around.

At the same time, in an abandoned factory.

Because the moisture in the air was too heavy, the roof became moldy and dropped the accumulated water stains after the rain a few days ago.

On the open ground, there was a chair standing quietly, on which a woman was sleeping.

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"Will this woman die if she doesn't eat or drink?"

One of the gatekeepers looked through the crack of the door. The delicious roast chicken outside made him drool, but the women inside had no desire to eat.

The other man shook the tool and said casually, "This man is a thug of Mr. Joseph. It's said that she cannot eat for ten days and a half months. Don't underestimate her. She is very powerful!" "Why did the 'demon" kidnap her?"

"She offended someone, and she was found to be a commercial spy. Who would want such a hidden terrorist?"

The man who passed the roast chicken explained, and another man understood. He moved a little farther towards the door crack, "I'd better stay a little farther."

While talking, two beams of laser light came from a dark distance, and the engine sound was from far to near.

The two gatekeepers stopped their movements and stood up straight.

A bright silver motorcycle stopped not far away. A tall and straight figure came down. The man was always wearing a helmet, and his voice was processed. "How much did she tell?"

Mention this, the gatekeeper couldn't answer.

The Helmet Man said nothing. He took a photo from his pocket and handed it to one of them. "Search the whereabouts of this man, send the woman inside to a remote village, and replace a man who clammed up to watch her." The gatekeeper took the photo, collected the money, and nodded.

After doing this, the Helmeted Man got back on his motorcycle and left.

When the motorcycle was several kilometers away, it stopped again. The man took out his mobile phone to edit a message. "Everything is ready for the hook."