F1 Champion's Perfect Crash: When Love Takes The Final Turn novel Chapter 48

Luka was completely woken up by the forceful kick.

He was kicked to the ground, his head smashed somewhere, and he instantly woke up from the pain.

Luka rubbed the back of his head, opened his eyes with a gloomy expression, and stood up from the ground.

Then, he saw me with red eyes and tears in my eyes, looking at him with disgust.

Early in the morning, Luka felt the urge to kill: "Aurelia, do you have something wrong with your brain?"

He had never thought that after saving this woman last night with his good intentions, he would be kicked out of bed the next day!

I froze when I saw Luka's gloomy and handsome face, and my tears stopped.

I was shocked and my voice stuttered: "Lu... Luka, how could it be you? Wasn't it Gerald last night? "

Luka's face turned blue: "What? Do you hope that the person who slept with you last night was Gerald? "

I was dumbfounded. I thought of my kick just now, and then lowered my head for a long time and said in a muffled voice, "I'm sorry!"

The back of Luka's head was still hurting. He was so angry that he asked, "How much is your apology worth?"

My bare feet were still exposed in the air, and the more Luka looked at it, the more aggrieved his heart became.

I sighed, "Then what do you want?"

I gritted my teeth and pointed at myself: "How about you kick me again?"

Luka almost laughed angrily, "You really can come up with such ideas!"

I knew that I was wrong. I secretly glanced at Luka and said, "I'm really sorry. I mistook you for someone else in the heat of the moment!" Didn't I mistake you for that?"

Luka coldly snorted, "Couldn't you have taken a good look at my face?"

I said with a guilty face, "My mind went blank at that time, and besides, with the situation last night, you slept with me, how could I not misunderstand!"

Luka narrowed his eyes dangerously, and stared at me with a dark face. "Listening to you, is it my fault?"

I quickly shook my head: "No, no, no, how could it be your fault? It's my fault. so forgive me, okay?"

Luka snorted and did not answer my words.

I looked at Luka apologetically and said pitifully, "I really didn't mean it!"

Luka's chin was bleeding. The back of his head hurt and he closed his eyes.

He stood up again, his voice suppressing his anger: "Yes, you didn't mean it, you did it on purpose, I shouldn't have..."

Luka looked at me speechlessly, and was so angry that he turned around and left.

He shouldn't have slipped into my bed in the middle of the night last night. This was simply unpleasant!

While eating breakfast, Luka's face was still dark, as if someone else owed him 800 million.

When I was washing up, I had already called to inquire about the ins and outs of what happened yesterday.

Although I had already guessed it, the moment I heard the truth from Martins' mouth, my heart was still cold.

My mother tried to use the tape to threaten me with marriage to a playboy of low character. I could think of a way to stop it. But to resort to drug use and indiscriminate methods of taking pornographic photos were used. I was really confused.

Was this something a biological mother could do?