My Destined Lover

“You have an excellent imagination.” Laura laughed. “What you said does make sense. But those words you should go talk to Lucy, not come to me. After all, you can tell Lucy to stay away from me, but…” The slow tone of voice suddenly became loud and clear when the last sentence was uttered, “You have no right to intervene my business.”

Seeing Laura’s insistence, Eric gnashed his teeth, “Don’t think there’s nothing I can do about you. If you insist on clinging to her, I don’t mind teaching you a lesson…”

Laura stopped talking and looked around. After a moment, her eyes finally rested on the half cup of drink, which she had left at the front desk before going into the bathroom.This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Mr. James, please move over.”

Laura pushed Eric’s hand away and walked straight to the cup. Picking up the paper cup, she turned around and walked to stand in front of Eric. Then, under his puzzled eyes, she smiled and poured the drink over him.

“You! You’re crazy!” Eric froze, jumped away with great reaction, and frantically pulled out tissues from the table to wipe his clothes. But no matter how hard he tried, the white fabric was still stained.

Eric clutched the paper towel, full of anger, and glared at Laura, “You’re crazy! You!”

“Mr. James, don’t be angry.” Laura, with a bank card between her fingers, gently held Eric’s shoulders and put it in his jacket pocket.

“Here. The money on this bank card pays for this shirt. And,” she patted Eric’s shoulder and whispered in his ear, “at ease, I’m not interested in your family. The only reason I’m friends with Lucy is because of herself.”

Eric instantly turned red and became irritated, “You…”

“Laura? Uncle?” She had come out to look for Laura but saw a familiar figure beside her. “Uncle, why are you here? Laura, come here!”

Lucy yanked Laura over and tucked her behind herself — a clear gesture of protection.

She looked at Eric unhappily, “Uncle, were you just picking on Laura?”

Eric pulled a long face.

“I didn’t…”

Lucy didn’t give him a chance to say anything, and interrupted him, “Don’t quibble, I heard what you just said to Laura!”

“Uncle!” Lucy intensified her tone, “I respect you as my uncle. I’ve said in public before that anyone who bullies Laura is equal to think nothing of me. If you really respect me…”