You Are The Apple of My Eyes

catch fire?

Nina stopped. She turned around and looked at the TV screen. It was the secret base of James.

The small bar on the screen had been burned into ruins, and the bottles scattered on the ground were black and blurred. The sound equipment was broken.

"The fire may be caught by me." Nina pressed her lips tightly. She knew clearly what kind of person she was when she was drunk.

When she was drunk, she might be crazy to beat people and set fire.

The fire was on.

Perhaps she had already beaten people.

The person she beat was not John because he was able to speak safe and sound just now. So there was only one possibility.

James and his brothers...

Nina panicked. How could those kids stand her fists and feet.

"My phone. Where is my phone?" Nina found that she was wearing a night robe and her phone was not here. She began to look for it in the hall.

"Woof..." Nine shouted in the distance, picked up the phone of Nina and trotted to her.

Nina was still a little afraid of Nine. Yesterday, she just held Nine in her arms in an emergency. She stepped back a little and reached out for her phone. "Thank you, Nine." Taking the phone, Nina smiled sincerely at Nine.

Nine immediately grinned, with its long tongue hanging down, breathing lightly. His ears standing up, and its tail constantly shaking.

It took two steps forward to Nina, and stretched out its head, like a child seeking rewards from its parents.

Nina understood the expectation in Nine's eyes, and then Nina remembered that she refused it at school yesterday. Nine looked disappointed and was very pitiful.

"Nine, good dog." Nina slowly squatted down and tried to reach out her hand to touch Nine's head. As soon as she touched it, she immediately withdrew her hand, fearing that it would bite her. Even with a gentle touch, Nine was already very satisfied. It immediately jumped around Nina.

Seeing it so enthusiastic, Nina was happy as well as scared.

She still smiled gently at Nine, but there was something more important to do now. She quickly dialed the WeChat of James.

"Hello, who is it?" It seemed that James hadn't wake up.

"Nina. James, is everything okay with you?" Nina listened carefully to the sound on the other side and James seemed to be very calm.

"Aunt Nina?" James suddenly woke up. The scene of yesterday flashed through his mind quickly and he was so scared that he rolled down from the bed.

Bang

"Ah..."

A muffled hum and a howl of made Nina nervous.

What was going on?

"Hello, James. Are you okay?"

"Ah It hurts!" After falling down, James threw his phone aside and didn't pick it up. He didn't hear what Nina said, but his arm seemed to be dislocated again.

"Doctor, doctor, help!" James shouted at the outside and soon heard the doctor's hurried footsteps.

The voice on the phone suddenly became noisy and tense.

"I beat him to the hospital." With a stunned look on her face, Nina loosened her hand and the phone fell down. Nine took it by its mouse to prevent the phone from being broken.

"No, I have to go to the hospital now." Then she turned around and ran upstairs. She rushed into the master bedroom and opened the cloakroom. All her clothes were hung neatly in the cloakroom by Helen. John could catch up on sleep when Nina got up. As soon as he closed his eyes, Nina rushed in again.

John had no choice but to open his eyes, stand up and lean against the bed. Seeing that his wife began to change her clothes without closing the door of the cloakroom.

He had been sleepy, but now he was not sleepy at all.

"Where are you going?" John's sharp eyes fell on Nina who had well prepared.

"I went to the hospital. James was in hospital. Maybe he was beat by me." Nina replied naturally, and their fluent conversation was like a couple who had lived for a long time. After replying, Nina realized that she didn't close the door of the cloakroom.

All of a sudden, she turned around and happened to meet the sight of John. From this angle...

So he saw everything just now?

"Did you see everything?" Nina covered her body in a hurry, ashamed and angry.

"It's too late to cover now." John said jokingly.

Suddenly, Nina blushed again.

"I'm going to the hospital." Nina loosened her grip and walked out of the cloakroom without looking at John. "Stop!" John stopped Nina. "They have doctors in the hospital to take care of them. What are you going to do?"

His wife was going to take care of those boys?

Don't even think about it.

"Don't go." John ordered.

Nina didn't understand why this man had to take care of her everything. She was not his wife.

"I set the fire. I have to deal with it. I hit him. I have to take care of him."

"This matter has been handled." Last night, he saw his little girl held his lighter and threw it casually. The lighter fell on the ground of the bar and instantly ignited the spilled wine on the ground.

At that time, he couldn't believe it was true. After his wife got drunk, she not only beat him, but also set fire.

She not only set the fire but also beat people all the way back. Now, even Richard had gone back to the SQ Road to heal his wounds.

It wasn't that Richard couldn't defeat Nina, but that John had threaten Richard that if he touched Nina, John would kill him.

Richard only had to be beaten without hitting back all the way back to the North Yard. John just watched at the side with great interest. Finally he pulled Nina into his arms.

When Nina got drunk, she would fight everyone except John. When Nina saw John, she had thrown herself into his arms, as docile as a cat.

Every time John thought of this, he would be pleased. His cold handsome face was always filled with tenderness.

"You don't have to go. My assistant will handle it." John said again. He didn't want her to take care of others.

His wife should be taken care of. How could he let her take care of others?

It was humiliating for Mr. John.

"No, I still have to go to hospital. It's all my fault. I have to take care of him who was beat by me." Nina insisted on her own opinion and had a deep sense of responsibility in her eyes. Seeing that she was so persistent, John came up with a stratagem.

"You can take care of whoever you hit." A sly light flashed in his eyes. John moved his legs, which seemed a little numb.

Nina pressed him to sleep the whole night, making him unable to move. A slight movement would wake Nina up. He could only maintain the same posture for nine hours. No wonder it was not numb. "Or what? I won't pass the buck."

"That's good." John began to talk nonsense in a serious tone. "You hit me all the way last night, and my legs can't move now. Next, you are responsible for taking care of me until I can walk."