Chapter 555 It Must Be You Who Treat Me Badly (1/2)
Winnie's breath was unstable and her eyes were misty. She didn't understand why this man who was about to divorce her would do such an intimate thing to her at this time.
The doubt in her eyes was so obvious that Jacob couldn't help but smile.
He suddenly pulled the distance between the two people just when she thought he wanted to do something to her again. He took her hand holding her bag, looked down at her injured knee on her right foot, frowned and said, ”let's go.”
”… Where are we going? ” Her hand was wrapped in his palm, and she followed him. She looked at his tall back and walked step by step.
”Where are you taking me?”
The man didn't say a word and just pulled her.
She followed him and didn't know his expression. It was just because she didn't know his expression that her heart was in a mess.
Walking through the long street, he led her to the car. She watched him carefully open the door for her.
Winnie stared at the car in front of her and didn't know what to do for a moment?
Noticing what she was thinking, Jacob took the bag from her hand and whispered in her ear, ”afraid?”
The warm breath of his breath sprayed on her ears, making Winnie subconsciously want to avoid that kind of limpness and numbness. ”You, can you speak not so close to me?”
”… You weren't so afraid of me before. ” He smiled. No wonder that Xenia said it was quite different.
He thought it was reasonable to look at Winnie now. In the past, she didn't look like an injured rabbit.
When it came to the past, Winnie immediately had a desire to know. She raised her head sideways, and the tip of her nose accidentally hit his chin. She felt a little painful and frowned. ”I heard from Xenia that I was very bold in the past?”
”Well, boldest!” Jacob said meaningfully, ”get in the car first. Do you want to have a long conversation with me here?”
”…”
Of course not.
Winnie was helped into the car by him. Then he gently put his bag on her knees, carefully avoiding the scars, and said, ”sit well.”
”Oh...”
How could Winnie know that she had never been so obedient before, just like a quiet doll.