Wrong Marriage and Sweet Love

Was it jealousy? There was a sour smell everywhere.

She was so angry that she sat down heavily in her chair, opened a bottle of mineral water, and drank half of it in one gulp.

A short distance outside the door, Karl was crossing the hallway.

At this point, Juanita snuck up on him and ran up behind Karl to try to get a shot at him.

Karl heard the movement behind him and instinctively turned around with agility and tackled the man behind him.

“Ahhhhh. Let go, it hurts!” Juanita muttered, “It’s me, let go.” Her wrist was about to be twisted by him, it hurt so much.

Karl finally saw her and let go of her hand, saying with a cold face, “Attacking police from behind, you’ve got a lot of nerve. If I push a little harder, your wrist will be crushed.”

“Urgh.” Juanita rubbed hers wrist that was pinched, “Just kidding, why are you so serious? Don’t treat everyone like a criminal, you workholic.”

Karl scrolled his eyes at her and turned to leave.

“Wait, thank you so much about Joyce. I’ll buy you dinner tonight.” Juanita cheekily pestered up and followed him in pursuit.

“No, I’m busy.” His face was expressionless.

“I’m really grateful to you, it’s just a dinner treat, don’t be stingy.” Juanita was not going to be easily repelled.

“I only did my job, I don’t need your thank.” Karl was unmoved, “Besides, the case is far from over. The real killer has not yet been caught.”

“I advise you to better agree to have dinner with me. You’re not afraid I’ll blow up your phone and go to the police station every day to annoy you.” She wouldn’t relent and simply went up and took Karl’s arm.

Because of her petite figure, she hung her whole body on him, then she smiled evilly at him, “There are many reporters outside the door, don’t you dare to shake me off, or I will just shout and say that you are molesting me.”

“…” Karl was speechless.

His first encounter with such a difficult girl. She looked watery and delicate, but she was actually such a rogue.

Juanita said while gently pushing open the corridor doors, which were filled with media reporters outside, waiting to interview the people involved.Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

Of course, they must be waiting to interview Karl as well.

“Let go.” Karl said intolerantly. It would be a headache to think about if the media caught him tangled up with a girl.

“Time and place, I’ll send it to your phone later.” She squeezed her eyes at him and made a gesture to look outside. The implication of a “threat” was obvious.

Karl was helpless, “Got it, let go!”

Getting a reply, Juanita let go in a second.

She showed a sweet smile and two cute dimples. As if the “threat” just now never existed.

Karl gave her a slightly annoyed glare. What a woman! Then he pushed open the hallway door and walked out.

The reporters outside noticed Karl coming out and gathered around.

All sorts of questions were coming in all over the place.

Karl raised his hand to block the cameras that were filming and coldly said, “I have said what I can tell you in the press conference, and I have no comments on the rest!” He passed through the countless reporters and drove off alone in a police car.

In the lounge, Joyce was still sulking and Luther was not looking good.

At that moment, the door of the lounge was gently pushed open.

The person who came in caught the attention of them both at the same time.

It’s Charlotte.