Chapter 332 Carried over His Shoulder

The next room was the same. And so were all the rooms on the second floor.

It seemed that Harry would not let her off so easily tonight.

What should she do? What about leaving the place? Since she had left Li Manor, there was no need to
worry anymore about his threats.

She walked down the flight of stairs quietly, and finding her bag, she was ready to leave.

However, she could not open the villa's door. What was happening? Lola tried to unlock it, but in vain.

Then she went to the window, and to her surprise, she opened it with little effort.

After she opened it, she fetched a chair and then climbed up to it.

But when she looked down, she saw a bunch of thorny flowers. She would be a mess if she jumped
down onto them.

She had to give up her current endeavor; she found another window and also opened it.

Outside the window she saw that there was only grass, and so she stepped out of the window with one
foot first.

"What are you doing?" She heard the man's voice coming from behind.

She was so scared that she almost fell off the window. She lost her footing, standing with one foot
outside the window.

She had to grab the window tightly in her arms and wait to be saved.

Harry came to her as fast as he could and carried her down.



He had known that she would plan on running away, so he had made sure that the door was locked up.

But, unexpectedly, she had decided to escape out the window. How much did she really hate him?

She felt dizzy. When she opened her eyes again, she found that she was carried over his shoulder.

"Put me down, I feel terrible!" She implored him with her weak strength. It was disgusting for her to be
on his shoulder.

Harry ignored every one of her words and then threw her on the bed.

He soon pressed his body against her, and asked, "You want to run away, eh?"

Lola blinked for a while and then came back to senses. She put her hands against his chest, and said,
"Get up, get away from me!"

He felt her warm hands against his chest and calmed down.

He jumped down from bed. "Go and take a bath. Honestly, I don't know what will happen to you." Harry
warned her with his back turned on her.

Lola had no choice but to take a bath and to be obedient.

Half an hour later, when Lola came out of the bathroom wearing only a towel on her, she found that she
was alone in the bedroom.

Had Harry gone to sleep in the guest room? When thinking about this, Lola didn't know whether she
should stay relaxed or not.

And without thinking about it for much longer, she got into bed directly.

A few minutes later, Harry then opened the door and walked to the woman who was in bed.



Lola watched him alertly, rolled in the bed and wrapped herself in the blanket.

However, the blanket was quickly removed by him, and Harry got into bed with her.

"Harry, get out! I won't sleep with you!" Lola began to kick him in bed.

Harry then said softly, "Before I took you here, I saw a woman..."

She covered his mouth to make sure that he couldn't utter a single word anymore. Lola put the blanket
over her head, and huddled up she said, "Sleep!"

Harry took her in his arms with pride and held her tight from behind.

"Let me go! Sleep!" She removed the blanket to protest but, however, the bath towel she was covered
in was also removed together with it.

Harry now saw her naked, and it seemed like he was thinking of something.

... Lola was just about to scream, but she didn't. She remembered that she had stayed with him
together before.

She quickly wrapped herself in the blanket, and turning her back to him, she said, "You should go and
sleep in the guest room!" Since she already had a fiance, she wouldn't sleep with him.

Harry took her in his arms again, helplessly said, "All right, go to sleep and I won't touch you!"

What did he mean when he said he won't touch her? Wasn't he already holding her in his arms?

Lola got sleepy and was soon tired of arguing with him. She yawned, and soon fell asleep.

Watching her sleep, Harry kissed her beautiful white cheek.



Then he walked to the bathroom and took a bath.

Harry hardly slept at all. He had tossed in bed for the whole night.

Early the following morning, when she woke up, Lola found that nobody else was in the bedroom
besides her. She checked herself and then stretched her arms.

She felt OK and knew that Harry hadn't done anything to her. How gentle he was!

She found a bag on the table, and in it there were some clothes ready for her to wear.

After she washed, Lola dressed in them and went downstairs.

Harry was in the kitchen, preparing breakfast, when he saw Lola. "Wait for a moment, breakfast is
almost ready," he said.

She said nothing and just stared at him with a blank look in her eyes.

Obviously, he was trying to please her by doing all of this. Did he still love her? Or was she for him just
an antique pocket watch?

"It was human nature to like money, and he would not be an exception." She thought.

She thought that Thomas Herren had been for her antique pocket watch. She didn't even know
whether he had loved her or not.

Breakfast had been cooked very well, but she was still standing there, staring into nothingness.

"Come on," said Harry. He put the fried eggs, toast and milk on the table, and made her sit at it.

After she sat down, Lola drank a spoonful of warm milk.



"What are you thinking of? Tell me, I'm your husband." Harry picked up a piece of toast and added a
piece of salad to it. He then handed it to her.

Lola took it, and said, "You're not my husband."

A breakfast wouldn't do for forgiveness. It was far from it.

But Harry just picked up another piece of toast, and said, "You think more about it." He really thought
that he could remarry her.

She took a bite off the toast and then placed it on the plate in front of her. "Nobody can change my
choice." He certainly could not decide on her fate.

"I'll try." Harry then also put down the piece of toast and then wiped his mouth. He went in the guest
room and called Joey on his cellphone.

"Fly the plane to Crescent Spring... Yes, now."

Then he put down the phone and got back at the table.

Lola asked him nothing, although she was very curious.

Eating the breakfast quietly, Harry asked, "Would you like to go to D City and remarry?" It would have
been better if she had agreed to go.

...

She asked innocently, "Who are you remarrying?"

Harry darted a glance at her, and said, "I can get the marriage certificate only with Lola." Only with
Lola!



She didn't know what to say next.

"Harry, you can't do it. I can't and won't remarry you." She glanced at him with a stern look on her eyes.

After Harry put the dishes inside the dishwasher, he came and sat next to her.

"I want to remarry you." He thought he could do it as long as he really wanted it.

Lola stood up nervously, and while staring in his eyes, she said, "Why should I even listen to you? Why
do I have to remarry you? That can't happen! I won't remarry you!"


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