Come Back, My Ruunaway Bride

The gold rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose covered Charles's sharpness. Rumor had it that he was the devil of the Gu clan who killed people without blinking his eyes, but at this time he was more like a gentle and kind man. Especially his face full of abstinent atmosphere, which was even more distracting.

He and Albert were both proud and noble, but one was mature and introverted, and the other was sharp and extroverted.

Albert quickly searched through her memory. She was sure that she had never seen him before, but why his eyes and brows were so familiar to her.

It was just a moment of distraction, a sharp sight suddenly aimed at her. Without thinking too much, Albert instinctively sensed the danger and dodged. There was a bullet hole in the place where she hid before The silenced gun in Charles's hand was still emitting a faint smoke, and when he saw Albert, a streak of surprise and sharp light quickly flashed across his face.

It was her!

Albert didn't expect that she would be found by Charles so soon. The man was more unfathomable than she thought, so she didn't dare to be careless and tried to take the opportunity to jump down from the window.

Although it was the third floor, as long as there was some support, it was not a problem for her to land safely.

Obviously, Charles had already noticed her intention. He loaded the gun quickly and shot at her again.

The bullet just passed by the corner of her clothes, and Albert was forced to dodge. She rolled twice on the ground and hid behind the cabinet.

Looking at the bullet holes on the corner of her clothes, Albert's face darkened.

Although her fighting skills were not invincible, there were very few people who could shoot her.

As the head of the Rong family, if she couldn't even protect herself, she would have died hundreds of times.

But today, Charles's inadvertent shot almost crossed through her belly.

It was a shame for Albert!

Just now, when she ran away, she hurt her shoulder again, and her whole arm was so painful that she couldn't use much strength. Albert held her breath and thought about how to escape from the hands of Charles.

Looking at the figure hiding behind the cabinet, it seemed that Charles had no intention to continue shooting, but he was still vigilant. The gun in his hand was still held tightly, not because he was afraid of death, but because he knew that this seemingly skinny teenager almost let him die in that alley last night.

"Will you come out by yourself, or should I shoot you to death and drag your body out?"

The bloody words, spoke from his mouth, brought a strange tenderness.

Charles waited quietly, but the teenager seemed to have no plans to show up.

There was a cruel smile in the corner of his mouth, and his hand was slowly resting on the silenced gun. With a click, the bullet was loaded again.

Just as the muzzle of the gun was aimed at the place where Albert was hiding, a vase suddenly smashed towards Charles. His pupils shrank, seeming surprised, and his body dodged quickly. However, the gur in his hand fell to the ground because of the impact and spun on the smooth floor.

A figure quickly rushed over like a gust of wind and seized the gun by the way. When Charles turned around, the gun was already against his chest.

The wind blew up Albert's black hair. Her delicate eyebrows and eyes contained a sharp cold light, and there was even a little desolation similar to that of Charles.

His life was in her hand, but Charles was not afraid or annoyed. Instead, he looked at the teenager in front of him with interest.

"What a coincidence! We meet again..."

She pursed her pale thin lips tightly. Even Albert herself didn't expect that she would meet that unlucky guy last night when she entered a room randomly.

"But you..." Charles lazily pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose and said in a hoarse voice, "you are really brave."

Albert was always vigilant, she didn't forget that the man in front of her was not a simple person no matter what relationship he had with the Gu family.

Her fingertips were dripping with blood, and a corner of the white coat was torn for no reason.

Albert kept silent.

Suddenly, there was a rush of footsteps coming from outside, and Albert's eyes flickered.

Those people seemed to be coming after her.

A wicked and dangerous smile appeared on Charles's face.

"Knock, knock, knock!"

"Hello, sir. There is a terrorist in the bar. May I have a check?"

Since Jason was attacked in the bar, the hotel manager certainly had to come forward. Especially the guest on the third floor was more distinguished than Jason. Even if he didn't do it for Jason, he had to ensure the safety of Charles.

"Terrorist?" Charles murmured in a low voice and looked at Albert, he was full of laziness.

His eyes fell on the gun pointing at his chest intentionally or unintentionally. "Right, a terrorist."

His fearless attitude really annoyed Albert.

"Behave yourself." The cold muzzle of the gun poked his sturdy chest, which made Charles laugh instead of getting angry.

The eyes under the frame gleamed with strange lights. Then, with a smile at the corners of his mouth, Charles said, "Bro, don't you forget the hatred last night?"

Obviously, they had changed their roles today.

Should he step on her, take her gun and sell her out without hesitation?

Seeming to understand what he meant, Albert said coldly, "You can have a try."

By the way, who was his bro?

Albert couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.

Hearing that there was no sound inside, the people outside seemed to be anxious. They took out the key and prepared to open the door.

Albert didn't worry about being discovered by them. Obviously, the man in front of her was more dangerous than them.

But if she exposed herself in this way, it would bring her a lot of trouble in the future.

At the moment when the doorknob was turned, Albert directly pulled Charles's belt, pushed him hard and pressed him on the bed.

When the group of people rushed in, they saw such a scene.

"Shyly", Charles was lying under Albert. His bathrobe was pulled open, revealing more than half of his sturdy chest. His smooth and fair skin was even more delicate than that of a woman, especially his face full of abstinence. His gold rimmed glasses reduced a bit of sharpness in him, making him gentler.

In contrast, Albert, who was pressing on him, was like a demon who had been dizzy by his beauty. She pressed his chest with her hands and sat on his waist, trying to do something evil.

Such a scene made people awkward. But only they knew how dangerous it was.

The gun in Albert's hand was still against Charles's waist.

The hotel manager was flabbergasted. The corners of his mouth twitched a few times before he apologized to Charles, "I'm sorry, sir. I didn't know you were ...busy now... "☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐