C9 I'm Not Your Girlfriend!

Before the crowd in the hall could react, Harold had already rudely pulled up Nina and walked out.

When they left the club, Harold threw Nina onto the wall, pinched her chin, and kissed her.

He rubbed her hard, as if he was venting, as if he would not stop until he bit off a piece of flesh.

"Uuu..."

The pain on her lips invaded her brain, and Nina's originally taut nerves snapped. Tears flowed down her face like a broken dam.

Harold smelled the bitterness and bitterness, and when he looked, the person in front of him was already crying.

"You're crying..."

Before he could finish, she raised her hand to slap him.

Harold's eyes turned cold and stopped her. "Isn't it enough to hurt my forehead and arms? Hmm?"

"You bastard!" Nina clenched her fists and her eyes were filled with tears.

Harold smiled. "Bastard? If I didn't pull you out, you would still be in there being taken advantage of by a few fat pigs. Moreover..."

Harold continued, "Don't you want money? I'll give it to you! Whoever you accompany is not your companion. Why are you acting like a virgin and refusing to obey me? Where's the gentleness you showed just now?"

Harold took out a bank card and slapped it on Nina's face. "Here is five hundred thousand. Do you want it?"

Nina felt insulted. She tightly grabbed onto Harold's belt and opened her mouth to speak, but in the end, she vomited violently.

"…"

Harold was a Virgo, and he was a germaphobe. He wanted to throw Nina away, but Nina refused to let go. More importantly, after she finished spitting, she wiped her mouth with his clothes.

This damned woman must have done it on purpose.

Harold's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. He felt the force in his clothes become weaker, and without hesitation, he pushed Nina away. Without any support, Nina fell to the ground.

With the stench of the dirty water, Harold could not bear it any longer. He strode into the clubhouse.

It didn't matter if she was dead or alive, it had nothing to do with him!

"Hey, sir, how can you abandon your girlfriend and leave? There are people coming and going here. Aren't you afraid that something might happen to her?" The auntie who was sweeping the floor stopped Harold.

"She is not my girlfriend." Harold used his last bit of patience to explain.

"Liar. I saw you pressing her against the wall and kissing her just now."

"…"

The cleaner looked like she was going to call the police if he didn't take her away. Harold accepted his fate and helped Nina back into the room. He then went into the bathroom.

When he came out, it was already an hour later.

The phone on Nina's neck kept ringing, "Ah, Ash called..."

The childish voice was soft and cheerful.

Harold hung up with an expressionless face.

After a while, the phone rang again. This time, it was a video call.

Harold's finger touched the red button and then moved to the green button. With a light tap, a small worried face instantly appeared on the black screen.

"Mommy, why are you … Who are you? Where's my mommy? " Asher's eyes widened, and he was a little panicked because the uncle in the video was the liar who came in this morning.

Why is my mommy's phone with him?

Could it be that he really is someone Mommy knows?

Thinking of this possibility, Asher smiled politely, "Uncle, is my mommy here? Can you let her answer the phone?"