The Love of the Widower
Chapter Twelve

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Lita POVs

The front door of the apartment caught me by surprise. But I know who banged him, Vincent's been in New York because he's been calling me.

Although I was still a little afraid to meet strangers or get out of the apartment, but at least I knew that Vincent was currently outside the apartment door.

"Lita, it's me!"

The sound of the door was heard as I opened slowly, I saw Vincent standing outside and immediately fluttering into my arms.

"Lita, I miss you, you're okay, right?" Vincent's tone of voice looks so .d worried.

Did he know that I was almost a kidnap victim?

"L-yes, I'm fine, what's up?" Vincent pulled my body inside and closed the door.

Suddenly this man attacked me, he kissed my lips gently and demanded. I don't know what happened to this one widower, which obviously I was lulled by his touch.

"I'm really worried about you, Lita!" Vincent held both of my cheeks and looked at me with a worried look.

"Do you know?" I squinted my eyes, and Vincent nodded weakly.

"I'm really worried that until anything happens to you, I can't protect you because I'm in California, I'm sorry baby," Vincent kissed my lips again. But wait a minute, how did he know? I didn't even tell you anything about this widower.

"Where did you know I was almost kidnapped?" Vincent didn't answer, he led me into the room.

"Vinc!!"

"I know because that guy told me, baby! Never mind, don't worry. The important thing is that you're okay" Vincent said, hugging me tightly. As if afraid that I would leave again.

"Who?"

However, I still chuckled to know who had told people to harm me.

I saw Vincent pulling his hair back, his face looking frustrated.

"Emyra!"

"What!!" I shook my head and removed Vincent's hand from my waist.

"Yes, the mastermind behind all this is Emira, he told her to burn down your car showroom, he also told people to kidnap and harm you, I know everything because I have some data and records that are ninety-nine percent accurate!"

What a story Vincent really made my emotions overflow, I was angry and disappointed.

"Hahahaha, so you're conspiring! You and your ex-wife want to destroy me!!"

Whether what demon possessed me, I really felt betrayed by him that person. I remember vividly when they chose to marry and stab my heart with a dagger.

I was devastated and injured, but in fact Vincent and Emira were still not deterred enough to make me sad and crumpled.

"What do you mean, baby?? You're accusing me of conspiring with that medusa woman? Didn't I tell you my whole story??"

I closed my ears and shook my head quickly, I didn't want to hear anything more from him. I hate traitors. Why did the two of them appear again in front of me.

I felt Vincent's embrace, even his breath hitting my cheek, I had to be strong, I closed my eyes tight, my body felt weak. I don't want to be tempted anymore. I was stupid enough to ask for his help.

"Lita, listen! If I conspired with that demonic woman, then why would I want to help you? I've even punished him now, everything is safe because Emira's own parents gave up their daughter to me" whispered Vincent gently.

This time I opened my eyes, I wanted to hear his explanation.

"What's? I don't understand!"

Vincent pinched my nose, "meat him, if anyone talks at the horror, I came to Emira yesterday knowing she was the mastermind of it all, I tried to frame him but I was trapped! Still want to hear my story?"

I had to nod because I was honestly curious. Then finally flowed the story of Vincent about his meeting yesterday with his ex-wife.

It turns out that Emira is still after Vincent and doesn't like it if Vincent comes near me again.

"Darling, I'm sorry, because I'm Emira making such a crazy thing!"

"Hmm, that's it, the important thing is that you also have her languishing in prison."

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