Lost in You novel Chapter 46

As if I have a dream, nothing in the dream has changed. James and I still love each other, there is no gap, there is no misunderstanding, he will smile gently at me, full of love

I wake up, feeling sad. I just want to cry when I see everything in front of me is familiar.

There are too many good memories in this house, carrying all my fantasies about love.

It is the bedroom where James and I have stayed with.

The decoration has not changed, everything is still the same, as if my relationship with James has never changed.

I see around in this room, and finally meet on the man sleeping on the bed.

My hand is held in his hand.

I almost cry when I see him looks sad when he is lying there. Why do you hate me so much?

His hands are so warm, wrapping around me, palms are hot, as if burning me.

This moment is a comfort that has not been seen for a long time, and I don't want to ruin it.

In this way, I quietly look at him as he sleeps, his eyes blinking, with my love and fascination.

Until the night comes, James wakes up.

There are indentations on his face. He rubs his face and looks at me.

In an instant he changes into an annoyed look, "I'm sorry, you need to have a rest. I forgot it."

You see he still cares about me.

But then he let go of my hand indifferently and stands up. He wants to leave.

"James!" I quickly shout at him and look at him nervously, "This time I really didn't lie. All I say is true. Whether you are angry or not, but I beg you. Can you stay with me?"

I pray without dignity.

James stands still, a trace of helplessness flashes in his eyes.

"Carolina, how can I believe you? I'm really scared." James closes his eyes and takes a deep breath.

He seems to be suppressing something, it is painful, but he feels he could not control it immediately.

"Damn it!" James curses and looks at me fiercely, "You know what, Carolina? You hurt me!"

He grits his teeth bitterly, angrily.

I am scared to look at him.

But I heard him say again, "Did you divorce Neil? The agreement is valid. You and Neil go to sign the divorce agreement." He says helplessly, as if he has compromised.

"James..." I look at him in shock, James turns around and only gives me a lone figure.

He stands under the shadow of the lamp, his figure hidden, "I am not forgiving you, but I feel that I still can't move on, Carolina. Don't let me down again this time."

Is he going to forgive me? When I want o ask something more, James quickly walks out of the bedroom.

I am stunned, and tears burst out.

James, James, why do you still love me?

Buried myself in the quilt, I cry out loud. James, I really owe you too much.

I fall asleep, feeling confused that someone is approaching me.

His breath is very familiar and makes me feel at ease.

The movement is very light, he lifts the quilt and hugs me from behind. His body temperature immediately warms my whole body.

He is like a heater, let me close to him involuntarily.

Is it you, James?

Then I fall asleep.

Early the next morning, I wake up from my bed and look around. I could no longer see James.

As if it was a dream last night, he keeps holding me tight in the dream.

And on the table is a divorce agreement, which is prepared for me by James.

I take the agreement, and go downstairs to leave.

James gives me hope, which gives me new momentum.

I ask where Neil is, and then goes directly to him.

At this time, Neil's factory in the suburbs, I call a car, and find him according to the address above.

"What happens." Neil says angrily when he sees me, "I'm busy, make it brief."

I say bluntly, "Divorce, I come to you to discuss the divorce."

"My child is gone, don't you say you can divorce me as long as my child is gone?" I even take out the signed divorce agreement.

"I don't want anything, as long as you divorce me." I hand the agreement to Neil.

"Damn it!" Neil curses and looks at me with vicious eyes, "So impatient thing. Bitch."

He scolds me for not caring about anything, and just wants to understand this matter as soon as possible.

Neil looks at me with no good intentions, "You know there is common property, but I tell you there is something called common debt! This factory owes a lot of debt, and you want to divorce me now. Well, half of the debts are to you, but you are not afraid, after all, James is very rich. This money is nothing to him."

I start to feel cold, and there is a cold sweat on my back.

"Help me, help me!"

The sister shed tears in despair.

"What the hell do you want to do! Who are you?" I ask with trembling tone.

My frightened teeth tremble.

The pervert behind me shoved me, "Get in the car, be quiet, or your sister will suffer."

"Don't be afraid. I am here." I get into the car and hug my sister.

The car drives us into the distance and drives far away. I try my best to comfort my sister.

"No, no."

She is shaking all over. Hiding in my arms.

Who are they? I have doubts in my mind, and figure out the way to escape as much as possible.

The car stops in front of a villa, very close to the villa in James.

The hunch in my heart is very bad, and a terrible thought suddenly appeared.

They are not afraid that I know where this place is, which means that it is not a general robber, and it does not require money.

It seems to want to teach me a lesson.

"Get off!" The door opens, I am pushed out, and the knife rested on Elaine's neck, "Don't shout."

"Sister, sister..." The sister looks at me crying helplessly.

"Okay, okay." I nod and look nervously at the knife on my sister's neck.

I have to open the door obediently and walk in, but behind me is James's villa. We are so close, but I don't have a way to inform him.

Then the sister is pushed in, and the men walk in with a smile, and the door slams shut.

"Sister!" My sister runs to me crying, "We will be fine, right? I will be scared to death."

"I will protect you." I hug my sister, and my eyes become sharp, staring at the people around me fiercely, swearing with my teeth, "I will protect you well."

She is affected by me, and I would rather die than let her be in trouble.

Until now, even if she has not appeared, I know who wants to teach me a lesson.

She is Isabel.