Female Novel
Chapter 219
Chapter 219
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May looked aggrieved, her eyes were red, and she was about to cry,” Mr. Smyth, you are not willing to
be responsible for me? I
gave you my innocent body. If you are not responsible, then I, I will just I can die.”
Blackmail him with his life?
It’s really interesting.
Damien Smyth got up, walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows, and
opened a glass window,” Miss May, if you jump from here, you will
definitely die, and your wish will come true.”
This is dozens of stories high, if you jump down, you will definitely
die.
May’s body trembled, she didn’t really want to die.
She is so young, how can she be willing to die.
Seeing how cold-hearted Damien Smyth was, May knelt down and cried bitterly,” Mr. Smyth, you can’t
treat me so cruelly, I’m your woman, you slept with me, as a man, you should I am in charge, marry me
back.”
Damien Smyth narrowed his long and narrow eyes deeply, knocked on the glass window with his index
finger casually, and said,” Miss May has a deep affection for me, and there must be some proof. If you
jump from here, if you live, you will be alive. I will marry you too, and when I die, I will also bury you in
the Smyth Family
cemetery.”
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May’s face turned pale immediately. She wanted to be a living Mrs. Smyth, not a dead one.
Thinking of the man’s confession, May wiped away her tears, said
with a stern heart, “I am willing to do anything for Mr. Smyth.”
With that said, May stood up and tremblingly walked towards the window. She glanced downstairs, her
legs immediately weakened, novelbin
and she subconsciously took two steps back.
Damien Smyth grabbed her hand, pulled her back, and forced her to jump,”Let me see, your
determination to marry me, Mrs. Smyth
‘s seat is not so easy to sit in.”
May’s eyes were full of fear, she shrank her neck, closed her eyes
and dared not look down.
Damien Smyth sneered, “Is this the guts? How dare you trick me? Say, who sent you here.”
He threw the person out, and May fell to the ground, terrified.
The man didn’t say Damien Smyth was so scary.
May kept crying until she cried like a pear blossom with rain.
Grayson Smyth was watching from the outside, because the soundproof glass effect was good, so he
couldn’t hear the sound inside. Seeing May trembling with fright, he couldn’t help but feel that there is
no way to go to heaven, and there is no way to go to
hell.
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blame him, Mr.
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“Mr. Smyth, I didn’t lie to you. Five years ago, you did sleep with
1. I still remember the mole on your butt.”
May said,”At that time, you were so fierce, it hurt me so much, I
was terrified, and I didn’t dare to say anything later. All these years,
I have always wanted to see Mr. Smyth again.”
Damien Smyth also froze when he heard May mention his physical
characteristics.
No one really knows about such a private place except his own mother and daughter-in-law.
May began to describe the madness of that night, describing in
great detail, down to what Damien Smyth said, how he undressed
step by step.
Damien Smyth is fragmented, and he has almost no memory of that night. May says what he says, and
he has no way of verifying
it himself.
May sobbed and cried,” Mr. Smyth you said yourself that you would marry me and that you would be
responsible for me, but after that night, there was no news from you.”
Damien Smyth ‘s brows were tightly frowned, as if it could kill a fly, and his face was also gloomy.
He stared at May condescendingly, and said in a cold voice, “I’ll give you five million, leave Washington
DC, and disappear from
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my sight. What happened five years ago is rotten in my stomach.”
Damien Smyth signed a check and threw it on the ground,”Any bank can cash it. Now, immediately,
disappear from my sight.”
May stared at Damien Smyth dumbfounded, the five million check that fell on the ground was like a big
pie falling down.
She has never seen so much money in her life.
Smart people know how to choose between five million and the
trillions behind Damien Smyth .
It’s just that there may not be life flowers.