C14 The Fake Is Real!

"Bang!"

The car window was smashed into pieces!

A salted pig's hand reached out. Emily gritted her teeth and stepped on the accelerator. The car immediately rushed forward.

The investor reacted quickly and retracted his hand. Otherwise, he would have cut off his hand just now!

That damned bitch...

The investor thought to himself. Once he got his hands on Emily, he would torture her to death. It would be a waste of his time.

Suddenly, the investor's eyes widened. He saw Emily's car crashing into the wall. The car's lights were broken, and sparks were flying everywhere. It was unknown whether the person inside was still alive or not. Even the car's front was broken.

The investor felt a little nervous. He was in a remote area. He would not dare to run over there. If Emily died, her eyes would be staring at him.

At that moment, the investor no longer had any interest in Emily. He immediately drove away.

Inside the car, the huge impact caused the safety airbag to jump out.

Emily felt her head shake. She could still hear the anxious voice on the other end of the phone, "What's wrong? Emily, what's going on over there? Answer me!"

The next second, Emily fainted.

After an unknown period of time, when she woke up, she was carried out of the car by someone. A cold wind blew at her, causing her to tremble slightly. Her face was pale.

Patrick's dark eyes stared at her with concern and impatience.

His face was a little blurry under the moonlight. It was as if he was dreaming.

Emily was still in a daze. When she saw that it was Patrick, she whispered, "I hit the car..."

"It's expensive, okay? I just gave it to you for a day, and now it's broken. I thought you were good at driving!"

Patrick couldn't help but frown and curse. The car was a limited edition Porsche. He usually kept it in good condition, but who knew that it would be damaged by this woman?

Patrick didn't say anything, but Emily's tears rolled down the corner of her eyes. It was especially obvious under the moonlight.

Patrick was stunned and didn't move for a long time.

This usually carefree and hot-tempered woman was crying in front of him!

Thinking that he might have been too fierce, Patrick quickly coaxed her, "I'm sorry. I didn't control my tone. It's just a Porsche. I still have a Lamborghini for you to drive..."

Emily hugged the man tightly and cried even harder.

Patrick was half-kneeling on the ground, motionless. He was usually good at coaxing women and giving flowers and cars, but how was he supposed to coax a woman who was crying?

Emily cried for a while before Patrick realized that something was wrong. The woman was hugging him tightly, and her body was burning. At first, she was hugging him seriously, but later, she subconsciously rubbed against his body.

When he realized this, Patrick was stunned. His ears turned red and he didn't dare to move.

Emily was also a little confused. However, she knew who she was hugging. She couldn't control her impulse and whispered, "I want..."

Her words completely broke the rationality in Patrick's mind.

At this moment, he was holding a soft jade in his arms. Every time he was interrupted by Emily, he was not the kind of person who would do anything for her. At this moment, his eyes were dark.

"Are you sure?"

Patrick stared at the woman's pure face and frowned. Even if he was a fool, after what had happened to Emily, he had a vague idea of what was going on.

Emily rubbed her temples. Her rationality and instincts were tangled together. When she looked into the man's eyes, she couldn't help but feel a little moved.

Patrick had a pair of beautiful eyes. The corners of his eyes were slightly raised, and his long eyelashes were thick and long. When he looked at a person, he was very serious and full of temptation. It was irresistible.

"Are you sure?"

This soft and mosquito-like voice made Patrick's eyes change slightly.

Patrick carried the woman into the car that he had just driven over.

The space in the car was not big, but it was not small either. The sealed air gradually became a bit ambiguous.

In the dim car, everything was blurry, but it seemed to be incomparably clear.

The moonlight couldn’t penetrate the darkness of the car, leaving only a blurry shadow. That shadow started from a slight struggle, and then it started to fluctuate violently, making people’s hearts tremble.

The redness of the car was soon dyed by the seat. When the man saw it, he was stunned.