A Wedding That's Too Complicated

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He sat down, turned his back on George Smith, and pulled the corner of his mouth, a little self-deprecating.

"Mr Smith, I know who I am, so I'm not asking for anything, I just want to make a deal with you."

"And I have done my duty as a mistress. If Mr. Smith is dissatisfied and feels out of place, I can move on. I just hope Mr. Smith can consider it and give the project to the Aitken company."

After Emily Aitken finished speaking, she endured the discomfort of her body, followed the pain in her nose, removed the bath towel on her body, turned around and leaned on George Smith's body, and pecked again and again.

I want to continue, but I can't do anything. I can only repeat the action mechanically.

With anger in his chest, with a sudden explosion in his head, George Smith suddenly turned around to gain dominance.

Looking at the person below him coldly, his eyes indifferent, without any mercy or feeling, the corner of his mouth slightly crooked, with a cruel smile.

There was no warm-up, and the stiff body made Emily Aitken very sick.

He clasped his hands with ten fingers and pressed both sides of his cheeks. He closed his eyes tightly and looked away. All this is like torture.

His chin was pinched firmly, and George Smith approached slightly with a pouting face, "Why? Don't you like me like this?!"

"Why did you negotiate terms with me?"

"It's just a toy in bed. Don't forget your identity. If you make me unhappy, you will suffer!"

.....

After those words, she bullied herself and bit Emily Aitken's mouth in panic.

There was a strong smell of blood in his mouth, as if only this way the pain in his heart could be better.

A long time. "....."

George Smith pulled away complacently and glanced at Emily Aitken, who was bedridden like an old doll, and sneered.

Only that loser could actually fall in love with a woman!

"okay! You make me very satisfied. I will consider the project and wait for my answer."

After speaking, he got up and put on his clothes. After getting dressed, he left the room without looking back.

The explosion!

The door's tightly closed.

There was only a small sound in the room.

A long time. "..

The person on the bed moved a little, and Emily Aitken just felt like a car was hitting her body, her hair was disheveled and slowly sat down, her face wet.

He called Oliver Aitken, and when he connected, he bluntly said, "George Smith promised to consider a project for the Aitken family. Remember what you promised me!"

"Good good! Doesn't matter!"

Oliver Aitken replied in full, with an irresistible excited tone.

But he didn't care how he got this promise.

After hanging up the phone, Emily Aitken knew that she was not qualified to pity herself. After going to the bathroom to take a shower, she put on her clothes and left the room to continue working.

George Smith got into the elevator quickly, the elevator door closed slowly, and suddenly he was possessed.

He took two steps back suddenly, leaning heavily on the elevator door, his hands covering his forehead, his face showing pain.

The appearance of Emily Aitken lying naked on the bed flashed through her mind.

This scene suddenly overlaps with the memory in the brain.

Nah!

Can't!

George Smith raised his eyes to look at the elevator wall, faintly able to see the faint figure within, his eyes full of hatred.

"Everything you like, I'll destroy it!"

"You're leaving! I forbid you to hurt him!"

"really?! Are you really going to make me disappear? Can you endure the pain of my departure? George Smith!"

.....

George Smith looked evil, two voices with different intonations appeared in his mouth.

His face is very painful.

As the voice fell, George Smith's body trembled. Suddenly, a piece of memory flashed through his mind.

The blood!

There was blood everywhere, a faint figure lying on the ground, blood spreading throughout the room, a man standing there with blood dripping, his head raised and laughing.

It was just such a shard, but his heart was filled with countless pains, and it seemed like something was about to come out of his body.

George Smith fell to the floor, covering his head with his hands, cursing?!

Is this all a curse for his family?!

He knows what memory is.

From childhood to adulthood, she dares the most to touch, considered a taboo memory.

"Although that's the case, I won't let you hurt her!"

George Smith snarled.

Uh!

The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and his facial expression began to change: "Then let's wait and see!"

ding!

The elevator doors opened, and George Smith straddled his long legs, got out of the elevator quickly, got into the car with a cold face, and got out of the hotel's lower-floor parking lot.

Grasping the steering wheel with his fingers, George Smith called Miss Crawford.

After a few slow bibs, the phone picked up, and George Smith bluntly said, "Help me make an appointment for Miss Hughes."

"Good!"

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Looking at the traffic light change in front of her, she lightly stepped on the brakes, stopped the car, and sat in the driver's seat, with Emily Aitken's expression flashing in her mind, her expression steadily rising.

"Mr Smith, Miss Hughes now has an hour of free time." Miss Crawford moved her fingertips, quickly contacted Miss Hughes and confirmed the timing, and said softly.

"Yes!"

George Smith replied, raising his hand and hanging up the phone, just as the traffic light changed, he stepped on the gas pedal, turned the steering wheel, and left..

Driving to an upscale villa complex, Jasmine Hughes is the sister of Max Miller, a psychologist who graduated from a renowned foreign university.

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