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Jason was so annoying.
I didn’t want to deal with him..
But he didn’t seem to intend to leave.
I glumly got off Lucas.
He rubbed my messy hair, smiling warmly.
“Good girl, I’ll get rid of him.”
Lucas opened the door with a red and swollen
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lip.
The moment the door opened a crack, Jason
burst in like a madman.
His gloomy gaze swept over me.
Finally settling on my neck, which was full of
red marks.
“You dare touch her? Lucas, you dare touch
her???”
Jason yelled, his fists filled with hatred,
hitting behind him fiercely.
“She has amnesia, you know, this is taking
advantage of the situation!!”
I gasped.
I saw Lucas tilted his head and dodged the
impending fist.
Was this still the Lucas I knew?
His movements were so agile.
He struck hard, every blow landing.
Within seconds, he subdued Jason and threw
him out.
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“Get lost! Don’t bother her again!”
The door slammed shut.
Leaving behind a sinister back.
Turning around, Lucas‘ face regained its
usual gentleness.
“Didn’t scare you, did I?”
It was amazing.
I was stunned.
No.
Something was off about Lucas.
“Are you hiding something from me?”
Lucas scratched his head and shyly nodded.
“Yeah, you said you liked it, so I secretly
trained.”
“What?”
His long fingers pointed to his abdomen.
Liked abs?
When did I say that?
I remembered that in my past life, when I
looked at his perfectly sculpted abs every
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day, but couldn’t touch them, I indeed
expressed my desire.
But wait, how did Lucas know?
I looked suspiciously at the man in front of
- me.
Meeting his eyes, filled with amusement.
“I know ‘PancakeLover‘ is your anonymous
account.”
He was observant.
I did use an anonymous account to post
radical comments on certain videos.
But didn’t I have any pride left?
To be exposed so easily, how could I ever use
bad ideas on Lucas?
Fine.
I surrendered, excitedly rubbing my hands.
Anxiously staring at Lucas‘ hard abs.
“Can I touch them?”
His handsome face quickly turned crimson.
After a while, a mosquito–like response came
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from above.
“Yeah.”
