Wrong Ride, Right Lover novel Chapter 882

This Little baby was holding a slender and fair hand with her other white and tender hand.

She was wearing a simple blue T-shirt, but showing a different kind of pure vitality, just like a young and beautiful girl who had just entered college.

Not everyone could be like this in such a simple T-shirt.

The simpler the clothes were, the more important one's appearance became.

Her palm-sized oval face was extremely beautiful, and her skin was fair and delicate. Under her delicate nose, her soft lips were rosy, and every part was perfect.

She was so beautiful that she looked like an angel falling from the mortal world.

No matter how one looked at it, they were a perfect match.

Louise really hoped that they could be together well.

Monique's mind had always been in a mess.

In fact, her heart was in a mess.

When she saw him just now, she was obviously surprised.

But when she heard the words he cared about, she didn't know why she was so angry.

In fact, even though he didn't explain, she also knew that he didn't mean that.

She was just afraid.

She was afraid that she would fall into that gentle trap again.

She really wanted to leave as soon as possible.

Otherwise, she could not resist his tenderness at all.

"Monique, you have to recognize your identity."

"The greatest gentleness he gave you was just that you were his lover."

"Stop being silly!"

Monique took a deep breath and kept her mind steady.

If she remembered correctly just now, Henry had used his hand to catch the falling knife.

However, she had forgotten that she was angry with Henry just now.

Thinking of this, Monique felt a little guilty.

Of course, Henry knew that Monique wanted to see his injured hand. She pursed her lips and said lightly, "It's okay."

However, as soon as he finished speaking, Monique had already stepped forward and grabbed the injured hand of Henry.

He stopped breathing slightly and instinctively clenched his fists.

However, Monique had already seen the blood on her hands, and her beautiful almond-shaped eyes were full of worry.

"Daddy, your hand is injured!" Little Nomi said anxiously.

"Is she worried about me?"

Sure enough, she still cared about him.