Wife is a Lawyer

Chapter 1196 Raylan's Good

"You'll know when you get there."

Raylan returned the question perfunctorily.

His words were spoken perfunctorily, and even a look was begrudged to Sandra.

Sandra gazed sideways at Raylan, as if trying to catch his emotional changes from his stunningly

handsome face, but after staring for a long time, even though the man sensed her gaze, he still did not

react.

Sandra that a hot heart inch by inch become cold, white teeth lightly bite red lips, clear and bright pupils

flashing thin water mist, but only nervous hands clutching the seat belt, inclined head to look out the

window did not speak again.

Another hour passed and it seemed to enter the military zone.

There is a barrier ahead, outside the barrier stands a row of soldiers in camouflage uniforms, each with

real guns, wearing bullet-proof vests, serious and well-trained expressions.

"Now ...... is it time for you to tell me where it's going?"

Sandra whispered inquiringly.

The car is fifty meters away from the barrier, Raylan stopped the car, pulled the handbrake, and only

then leisurely remove the sunglasses, inclined head to look at her.

Those seductive and seductive eyes looked at Sandra and said in a deep voice, "Obren."

"Obren?"

Sandra's brain exploded, staring straight at him for a long time, but did not wake up.

The startled look fell into Raylan's eyes and did not earn the man a single ounce of sympathy.

Only to hear him continue, "If you want to stay with me, you must listen to me, or you can leave right

now."

After that, the man unbuckled his seatbelt, pushed open the door and got out with a flourish, and threw

the door open again.

The action of getting out of the car are so in one fell swoop, dashing and handsome.

Sandra leaned on the passenger side and looked at the man walking to the front of the car, elongating

his figure in the setting sun, the orange afterglow over his body, adding a bit of haze.

The breeze lightly, around the grass swaying, ruffled his army green fashion model trench coat swaying

with the wind, but the handsome hair is not moving, the whole person standing against the wind,

handsome and companionable, even a back are so soul-stirring.

Over the years, Sandra has read countless people and seen many beautiful men, but I have to say that

Peter, Edward, Raylan, these men are really the top of several types of beautiful men in the country.

Their bodies can see the kind of maturity, stability, arrogance, cool air, not smiling type, but this is the This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.

indifference of the people outside, so that they add a little bit of reserve, more confusing.

Sandra knows very well that she is now alone, and that the only way back is to hold on to Raylan.

If not, all that awaits her is a life of mediocrity and inactivity.

That life, she really had enough of it.

"Hoo~"

After some deep thought, she took a long breath, as if she had made some amazing decision, pushed

open the car door and got out, and walked towards Raylan.

As I approached Raylan step by step, I could hear him communicating with each other in fluent English.

Naive ......

She couldn't understand anything.

Sandra's family is not privileged, and when she went to school, she didn't work hard, and her grades

were a terrible mess, not to mention her English grades.

When the consequences of not learning properly is ...... now even the basic English communication will

not.

Slowly walking up to Raylan, the man standing opposite Raylan looked Sandra up and down, then

proceeded to talk to Raylan.

"What are you talking about?"

She asked in a whisper.

Mostly because of the lack of courage and security, it appears that she has a sense of caution in front

of Raylan even to ask a thing.

Raylan pulled out two passes from the inside pocket of his trench coat and handed them to the soldier,

while saying to Sandra, "You should know a thing or two about Obren, you know this place is not for

anyone who wants to get in. I'm showing them who you are."

"My identity?"

Sandra ran out of steam, "I'm just an ordinary person, can I really get in?"

"Of course not."

Raylan said coldly, then handed her the pass and glanced at it, "From now on, you are Adriana, and

only with her identity can you enter Obren."

Sandra took the pass and took a good look at it, and in the identity section, her name was marked

directly with a sound - Adriana!

So, she is now 'using a false identity' and really using Adriana's identity to blend in with Obren?

She had heard a thing or two about Obren, and probably knew something about it.

I just never thought that one day she would appear in such a place.

As she looked down at her ID, Raylan ruthlessly snatched it from her hand, handed it to the soldier, and

continued to communicate with him in fluent English.

At this moment, the humility from within the illiterate welled up in her heart, making her very

uncomfortable.

Just like anvil fish meat, at the mercy of others.

At this moment, the only person she can trust and rely on is Raylan, even if Raylan wants to sell her

now, she can't resist.

"Follow me."

The camouflaged soldier hooked his hand toward the two men, then turned and walked toward the

police booth over there.

This simple English sentence, Sandra certainly understood.

Follow Raylan a pass toward the man.

"You are not allowed to bring any modern equipment into Obren, only some simple change of clothes.

Understand?"

"And you can't bring your cell phone or bank card?"

"Can't."

"So how am I going to contact you?"

"Don't worry, I won't lose you."

The man said carelessly.

Unbeknownst to her, that one sentence gave Sandra all the hope she needed.

He said ...... don't worry, I won't lose you.

Sandra couldn't help but be stunned by the pace, gazing at him with fascinated eyes, her heart rippling,

tugging at her heartstrings, causing her to stumble.

"What, regret?"

Noticing that she was standing still and not following, Raylan looked back at her and his thin words

instantly pulled Sandra back to reality from her fantasy.

The cold voice knocked her directly into the polar glacier, with an unexplained shiver, making her

instantly awake.

Wake up, you are just a pawn of Raylan, still have the value of use should be cherished.

"No, how."

She pursed her lips and smiled a smile of bitterness and helplessness.

Two people walked to the warp stop side to enter fingerprints and swipe their faces to register,

determine their identity and then walked in.

Inside the barrier is a large office, where two people put their things and store them, taking just a few

changes of clothes and cash.

Even a change of clothes and cash were checked.

Very strict.