Accidental love II

Chapter 95 The Angry Ryan

Thinking of going to the airport with Marcus later, Janice calmed herself down. Then she went to the

study to look for Marcus after she had freshened up.

"Janice, did you sleep well yesterday?" There was a faint smile in his voice.

Janice held back the sorrow, smiled, and responded softly, "Very good."

"We’ll go straight to the airport after breakfast."

"Okay." She replied absently.

Marcus didn't say anything, but showed a meaningful smile.

After breakfast, they two said goodbye to the elders one by one.

Gavin pushed Marcus out, trying to help him into the car first.

Janice walked behind them. But before she could walk out of the door, she saw Ryan rushing in angrily.

He walked quickly to her. A fierce look flashed in his eyes. A vicious grin appeared on his gloomy face.

"Janice, your acting skills are really good enough! You’re just a scheming bitch! I actually didn’t know

that you’re such a person." He yelled angrily. There was dissatisfaction and sullen anger on his face.

Janice was stunned. She hadn't had any contact with Ryan recently. Why did he curse so badly by

pointing at her nose?

Forget it! The elders were all at home. It was better not to disturb them.

Janice took a deep breath and said with a serious face, "Don't yell at me for no reason. I have never

done anything to be sorry for you."

"Huh, you can really pretend." Ryan snorted coldly, "Since the day I met you, you have been pretending

to be simple and pure. I didn’t expect that you would deliberately turn Fiona against me, destroying our

relationship. You just don’t want to see her live better than you. You’re really the most vicious bitch in

the world."

After hearing this, Janice only felt sad and furious. Tears were filled in her eye bit by bit.

This was the man she once dated with, who was actually so shameless. He didn't admit the cheating.

But now, he even threw dirty mud on her.

"Ryan, don't yell here. You know what you have done." Janice snarled, holding back tears.

"It’s my business what I want to do. You have no rights to intervene! Don't think that you will find a

backer by marrying into the Clinton family. I can still teach you a lesson!"

After speaking, he raised his right hand high, ready to slap her.

Janice felt so upset. Two lines of tears slipped from her cheeks.

At this moment, a sharp roar came over.

"Ryan, shut up!" Marcus' voice was stained with anger. He shouted at Ryan.

The elders sitting in the living room were all startled by his roar. Then they gathered around to check

the situation.

Marcus pulled a long face. He looked like extremely angry.

"Originally, for the sake that you’re my cousin, I still wanted to give you some respect. Since you’ve

gone too far and don’t want the respect, I will fulfill you." Marcus said lightly. But every word revealed Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

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Ryan was stunned by Marcus’ awe-inspiring aura. His eyes widened but he didn't know how to answer.

"You had a marriage contract, but you actually fooled around with my fiancée, broke my marriage and

betrayed your own feelings. You’re fickle in love and didn't know how to cherish. You hooked up with

other women. Now, your true face was exposed. You ruined the reputation of the Jones family. Now, do

you want to get the Clinton family involved?!"

Marcus' handsome face was gloomy and terrifying, which was full of murderous intention.

Ryan was speechless, feeling ashamed and indignant, so he had to snort and walked out of the house.

"Janice, come to me." With warmth in his voice, he stretched out his arms as he spoke.

The woman's little soft hand fell into his big palm. He pulled her into his arms, holding her back with

one hand, and stroking her dark and soft hair with the other.

"I’m here. No one can bully you." He said softly.

She was close to the man's chest. Her nose filled with his breath. Then she didn’t feel so sad.

She wiped away the tears on her face with the back of her hand, and said with sobs, "Marcus, I'm fine."

"Really? Should I send someone to sew his mouth?"

The man's very gentle tone sounded so scared.

Janice thought that Marcus said this purely to make her happy. She felt so warm.

She rubbed against his arms, like an obedient kitten.

"Marcus, it's enough to hear you say that. I don't care about him!"

The woman's delicate voice mixed with a hint of hoarseness. He hugged her more tightly with distress.

She felt that his embrace was like a whirlpool, which sucked her in. The world seemed to be quiet all of

a sudden. His heartbeat sounded in her ears. Instantly, she felt a sense of security.