Better Life Without You. novel Chapter 133

The next day was Saturday, and she rarely slept in.

When she woke up at nine o'clock, she didn't want to move.

The relationship between William Walton and the one who was still on the search engine yesterday was completely changed by Miranda's scandal.

It had only been a single night, and it seemed like the entire world was focused on the Miranda's past.

She started falling in love in high school. Abortion.

She relied on a man in college.

To rookies in the performing arts industry, she never helped them.

She even dug out the ambiguous news about her relationship with several young masters of Wealthy Class.

Laura was somewhat surprised. What kind of situation was this?

This Miranda was way too unlucky to have suffered such a large explosion.

But it didn't seem to have anything to do with her.

She browsed through other news for a while, and after seeing that it was 10: 30, she finally got up, washed her face, and went downstairs to buy some food.

She wandered around the market for a long time, buying a shopping cart full of vegetables before returning home.

Back at the residential complex, a new car suddenly appeared in the parking space that had been empty for many days.

She took a glance from afar and did not think much about it. She went upstairs and went home.

But as soon as he opened the door, she was held back by a pair of strong arms.

Before she could scream, the other party spoke first, "It's me."

She turned her head to look at William Walton, who was standing in front of her eyes.

"Why are you ... why are you back? Didn't you have to travel for a week? "

William Walton pulled her into his embrace, "Why didn't you pick up the phone?"

She was stunned.

"Hmm?" William Walton released her and looked into her eyes: "Tell me about it. I want to know what kind of huge reason is it, to be able to force me to put aside my important work and hurry back."

She was surprised. "You came back because I didn't answer your phone?"

"Otherwise, why do you think I'm standing here right now?"

She felt guilty.

She didn't pick up the phone last night because she wanted to make a ruckus in her little temper and vent out some of the discontent in her heart.

After all, he wasn't in the country, so even if she didn't answer his call, what could he do?

However, ... She really did not expect that because of her willfulness, he would give up such an important job.

Thinking of the last time his secretary had called her and told her that he had left a very important contract and had come looking for her, she felt even more guilty.

"I am... I'm not in a very good mood, so I don't want to bother with anyone. I didn't expect that it would affect you."

After she finished speaking, she stomped her feet in depression. "Why did you come back? Aren't you making my heart feel even worse?"

William Walton gently poked between her eyebrows: "Are you suing the wrong person first? When I came back, wasn't I worried that something might have happened to you? "

"What can happen to me? This is my territory after all."

"That may not be the case. Last time, someone left her territory and ran to Vancouver."

"I... That time, I went to relax. "

William Walton smirked: "So, what's the reason you're in a bad mood?"

A guilty conscience.

William Walton said: "Tell me."

She pursed her lips and looked at him. She couldn't tell him that it was because of him after all.

"I just miss my mom. When I miss my mom, I usually don't want to talk to other people."

She pursed her lips and looked at him. "Now that you're back, what about your business? I really didn't expect it to affect you."

He smiled. "Only you can influence me."

Her face was slightly red and she was somewhat touched. "I'm sorry."

"I have an exceptionally good compensation method. Do you want to compensate me?"

Laura looked at him in puzzlement. "How?"

He picked her up.

The shopping cart in her hands automatically slid to the floor.

Only then did she realize that William Walton was planning to anything bad.

"Oh my god, I'm so hungry. I'm going to cook."

She rolled off the bed and headed for the kitchen.

She simply cooked pasta.

Just like last time, William Walton took a bath and put on her bath towel before coming out.

She looked at him and could not help but laugh.

He lowered his head and looked at himself. "Is it funny?"

"A little."

He walked over and said, "Let's eat. I'm very hungry too."

After eating half a bowl of noodles, she looked at him and said, "By the way, did you read the news?"

"No, what happened?"

"Your gossip girlfriend has made a lot of headlines on the internet overnight."

"Gossip girlfriend?" He raised his eyebrows: You're talking about Miranda?

"That's right, she was attacked heavily."

"Does this have anything to do with me?"

"Huh?"

He raised an eyebrow and looked at her. "Do you mind?"

She felt a wave of awkwardness. "Not at all."

"Don't worry about it. After all, it's someone else's business."

She pouted. "It can't be considered as someone else's matter. This matter, more or less, happened because of you."

"Because of me?"

"It was because of the scandal between you and Miranda that you pushed her to the heart of the struggle. No one investigated her before. "

"This scandal has not been going on for a day or two. Why did they choose yesterday to spread it? And it's a large-scale scandal."

William Walton remained calm: "Don't you think that she has offended someone? There's no need for you to worry about it. Don't worry, my heart is still with you. "

She blushed and hit him.