Matter of Love

Chapter 721 Rona is coming (Part One)

"What do you mean? What do you mean by 'you are just you'?" Greg stared at Leona's eyes as if he wanted to see into her soul.

"I've made myself clear. Why don't you pretend that you don't understand me? Do you have anything else to do? If you don't, please get up from me. I have to go back to accompany Eden. Oh, by the way, we should go to the company tomorrow. Now that you are back, it's time to return Wei Group to you! " Said Leona calmly, without any change in her expression from beginning to end, as if she was stating others' affairs.

"Eden? Do you only care about Eden? What about me? What am I to you?" Greg looked at Leona angrily and asked.

"Then what am I to you?" In the face of the anger of Greg, Leona just said this calmly, and then closed her mouth, waiting for the answer of Greg.

Greg was stunned by her words. He had never thought about this question. What on earth was she in his eyes?

Unwilling to be led by her again, Greg shook his head, looked at Leona with red eyes and roared in a low voice, "You are my woman!"

"Hahaha..." All of a sudden, Leona burst into laughter. How ridiculous he was to say that she was his woman?

"What are you laughing at?" Greg frowned tightly. He didn't like the smile on Leona's face, as if she was mocking him.

"Nothing. I don't think it's necessary for us to continue this question!" As Leona spoke, she wanted to push away Greg and get up because she found this posture made her very uncomfortable.

However, Greg didn't want the same as her. He sank and pushed her back. A storm was about to happen.

During the whole process, Leona didn't resist as much as before. On the contrary, she cooperated very well, which also made Greg more devoted. The battle was as fierce as a storm and waves clapped the shore.

Greg's head with a dark and thick hair was in front of Leona. Sweat dripped from his forehead, and his eyes were filled with madness. All of this clearly appeared in front of her eyes.

Maybe not only men, women could also separate their bodies from their hearts. Now she tried her best to get rid of Greg from her heart, but her body had to accept him. These two contradictory emotions made Leona feel that she was about to be torn into two different persons.

The necklace around Greg's neck kept dangling in front of Leona. Leona was so familiar with it that Greg would never take it off. She knew there was a photo of a woman in it.

Although she had tried her best to keep all these outside her heart, why was there still a trace of sadness in her heart? Leona, don't be silly. You are nothing in his heart. You are just a toy from beginning to end, and a toy shouldn't have feelings. The one who has feelings will die first.

Closing her eyes again, Leona tried not to think about those annoying things and focused all her attention on what was going on.

More than an hour later, the two of them lay there, sweating. Holding Leona in his arms, Wei Greg kissed her forehead with satisfaction. Her gentleness satisfied him. His woman should be like this.

"Tired?" Said Greg in a doting voice, kissing her head and heart.

"Yes!" Like a kitten, Leona snuggled up in his arms and hummed with her eyes closed. His wildness really exhausted her.

"Then sleep for a while. Let's go out for dinner later!" Greg didn't insist. He held Leona in his arms and fell asleep.

Not knowing how long had passed, Greg was woken up by a ringtone. When he opened his eyes, he recognized that it was his ringtone. He frowned and gently pulled his arm out of the body of Leona. Then he went to the outer room and picked up the phone. It was Rona.

Greg frowned. Why did she call him again? Greg hesitated for a while and didn't answer the phone. The phone finally stopped ringing, but not long after, it rang again. Finally, Greg picked it up!

"Hello, what's up?" His cold voice was mixed with a trace of impatience. At the same time, he looked into the room with a guilty conscience. Seeing that Leona was still sleeping, he walked to the balcony with his mobile phone.

"Why didn't you tell me that when you came back? Greg, I wanted to see you. I went to see you yesterday and knew that you had left. I called you but couldn't get through. It took me a long time to know that you had returned. Greg, let's meet and talk, okay?" Rona begged on the phone.

Hearing her voice, Greg's firm heart softened in an instant. In fact, when they were dating, Rona was a little strong, which was because of her family's underworld background, and she had developed an arrogant and domineering temper since childhood.

Although she restrained herself a lot after dating with Greg, she had developed a habit of being domineering for many years, and sometimes she showed her domineering side. As for Greg, he cared about her and tried his best to spoil her, so in his impression, Rona had never been so humble.

All of a sudden, the past of the two people appeared in his mind. After thinking for a while, Greg said, "Aren't you in Europe?"

"No, I'm in C City now, in the Cafe of Iceland not far from the Wei Group. Greg, I'll wait until you come!" After saying that, Rona hung up the phone. Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

On second thought, Greg finally decided to meet Rona. Last time in Europe, she had asked Greg if he wanted to know the real reason why she left.

At that time, Greg thought that they had been separated for so long and it didn't matter for any reason. But when Rona came again, he had a feeling that she had her own difficulties in leaving.

In the Cafe of Iceland, melodious music and clean and bright environment were heard. A mixed blood beauty in a fiery red tight dress was sitting in a seat beside the French window, and a cup of fragrant coffee was placed in front of her.

As the smoke curled up, the mixed blood beauty's face was flickering, which gave people a hazy beauty. All the male creatures in the coffee shop couldn't help but look there. Even the passers-by at the door were attracted by the scenery in front of them.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang. A tall man in a black handmade suit of Italy appeared at the door of the Cafe of Iceland, which highlighted his tall figure.

He had a handsome side face, thick short hair, a pair of frightening eyes, a straight nose, and thin lips habitually compressed. He exuded a strong aura, making people unable to ignore his existence.