C12 Stop Crying!

"You're crazy!"

It was a hot summer day, and the heat from the sun was so hot that the two of them were sweating profusely. Patricia shouted anxiously, "Who wants to marry you? Who do you think you are? Do you think everyone treats you like an emperor? I already said that I didn't know about the engagement, and I'm also a victim. Why don't you believe me?"

A tear rolled down her cheek and fell to the ground.

Keith was stunned. His heart ached. His eyes turned cold. Damn it, he almost fell for her pitiful plan.

"Stop pretending to be pitiful! If you don't know, then don't go!" Keith wiped away the throbbing in his heart. His voice was cold. "I arranged for you to go abroad out of goodwill. You have to go today."

"I'm not leaving, I'm not leaving..." Patricia struggled with all her might, but she was no match for Keith, who carried her into the airport hall.

"Keith, why?" In the VIP waiting room, Patricia was in complete despair. Her voice trembled, "Why didn't you believe me?"

Keith was annoyed and scolded Patricia, "Shut up! You are so noisy!"

He only wanted her to stay abroad for a while. Once the engagement was over, he would let her come back. It was not like he had killed her. Why did he have to cry so much?

Her eyes were red, and her body was exhausted. She tried to persuade him, but he refused to listen. He only believed that she was trying to marry him.

"I don't want to go abroad." Patricia endured for a while, but in the end, she could not help but cry, "I don't like going abroad either. What right do you have to control other people's lives? What did I do to offend you? Why are you treating me like this?"

Was it a marriage contract? She had already discussed with him about a divorce. If he didn't agree, what could she do?

"I am the victim of this marriage. I don't know why you suddenly came to me." Patricia's voice was bitter as tears silently slid down her pale face. "I also want to ask you, what kind of aristocratic young lady in your family can't find me, but you want someone like me? Why did you marry my family?"

Her suppressed emotions finally exploded, and her tears fell like broken pearls.

She had been kidnapped, married, and forced to go abroad. She was a human, not a dead object without any thoughts. Why did she treat her like this?

Keith's face darkened. He felt a sudden pain in his chest. He glanced at the crying Patricia indifferently and rubbed his forehead with a headache. "Alright, stop crying. I won't send you abroad!"

She looked at Keith with tears in her eyes. After a while, she wiped the tears off her face and asked in disbelief, "Really?"

Keith rubbed his temples. "You can go abroad, but you have to find Douglas in two days and tell him that you don't want to marry me and cancel the marriage!"

Her voice was cold and filled with a strong warning.

"Alright, I'll go find Douglas," Patricia quickly agreed.

Keith glanced at her and looked at her red and swollen eyes. "You're pretty quick to agree, but how many times have you actually done it?"

She paused for a second. Her voice was still hoarse. "You are the CEO of the Johnson Group. You are high and mighty. If you don't want to get married, you can just say so. Why don't you just get divorced? And why didn't you agree to my unconditioned divorce?"

She couldn't understand. No one in the CEO of the Johnson Group would force him to do anything.

"Don't ask too many questions." Keith patted her head lightly. "Otherwise, you won't grow tall!"

Keith patted her on the shoulder and said, "I don't think I can keep growing anymore."

"You are only 22 years old. You can still grow." Keith patted her head and said casually.

"You!"