Accidental love II

Chapter 60 Did You Fall In Love With Him?

"I won't leave!" Janice firmly refused.

Their actions made Helena's anger even more intense. She backed up a few steps, picked up a teacup

and threw it at the two of them.

Thud!

The teacup fell to the ground. The fragments were scattered everywhere. © NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

A warm liquid flowed down Janice's forehead, leaving some blood on her face.

Janice felt dizzy and her consciousness gradually blurred. Then she collapsed to the ground.

"What's the matter?" Marcus smelled the blood in the air. There were some killing intentions hiding in

his fierce tone.

"She was hit on her head and passed out." Vincent hurriedly replied.

Just now, Vincent was shocked by Helena's actions. He didn’t react or came up to stop Helena.

In the next second, the anger of the man in the wheelchair soared to the extreme. His temples

throbbed crazily. The anger in his chest was about to spray out like a volcanic eruption.

"Someone! Go to the hospital with me." Marcus said anxiously with the anger in his tone.

"You can’t see. It’s better let me take her there."

After that, Vincent picked up the injured woman and walked out the door quickly.

Marcus clenched his fists. He was trembling because of anger. His face distorted.

Looking at the back of the two leaving, Helena snorted coldly, "Suck."

"If Janice gets injured, I will definitely make you pay price!" These ruthless words popped out of

Marcus’ teeth. He looked so evil.

Helena felt suffocated, then she didn’t speak for a long time. She was so angry.

What kind of sin did she commit in her last life? Why did she give birth such a son who was like a devil

crawling out of hell?

The black car swiftly drove on the asphalt road.

Sitting in the driver's seat, Vincent frowned and stared straight ahead. Janice was lying on the back

seat. The handkerchief on her forehead was soaked in blood.

There was a bump when the car passed the speed bump. Janice swayed, then she gradually woke up.

"Hiss..." Janice held her forehead and made a hiss because of the pain.

She sat up with her arms supported herself. Seeing the scenery speeding past the car window, she

found that she was in a moving car.

Vincent heard the sound of the back seat and glanced at the rearview mirror in the car.

After looking at the mirror, Janice noticed that the person sitting in the driver's seat was actually

Vincent. There was no other person in the car except them.

"Are you up?" Vincent squinted his eyes, with indifferent tone.

"Where is Marcus?" Janice frowned and asked anxiously.

Vincent could see the change on her face. He deliberately teased her, "Why did you look for him as

soon as you opened your eyes? Don't thank me first?"

Janice really wasn't in the mood to be kidding with him. She said solemnly, "You left Marcus at home?!

What if Helena beats him again?"

"That's his mother. No matter what, she won’t really hurt her son!"

"But she doesn't like him. It seemed that she wanted to kill him just now."

Anxiety and worry were on Janice’s face.

"Haha..." Vincent couldn't help laughing out loud.

Janice felt a little creepy by his laughter. She said sternly, "What are you laughing at?"

"Marcus is pretending to be weak in front of you. If you are away, he will definitely dare to fight back!"

The smile on Vincent's face deepened. He was waiting to see how she retorted next.

Janice felt puzzled. If Marcus dared to resist, he wouldn’t let his mother beat and scold him just now.

Besides, even if he really dared to fight back, he couldn't see or walk. So he still couldn’t fight back.

Besides, it was said all men loved to be heroes. Why did he pretend to be weak in front of her?

"I don't believe you. He is not that kind of person!" Janice said word by word. Her black eyes were filled

with firmness.

"Alas." Vincent sighed slightly, feeling helpless.

Vincent didn't understand what magic Marcus had played on her, making her believe so firmly in

everything he did.

"Your husband will come over soon. You can see him when you get to the hospital. You can tell at a

glance whether he was injured by his mother. It's better to treat the wound for you first."

"Well, thank you." Janice replied softly, and was silent for a while.

From the rearview mirror, Vincent saw Janice reading her phone from time to time, and glancing at the

back of the car from time to time, which looked so restless. Thinking of her nervous face when she

mentioned Marcus, Vincent had a question popping into his mind.

"Janice, you care about Marcus so much. Did you fall in love with him?"

Janice was obviously unprepared for this question. She was taken aback for a moment, pursing her lips

in silence.

Marcus was her husband! As his wife, it was her duty to care about him.

However, she also had to admit that when she was by Marcus' side, she did feel a sense of security. It

was a sense of security that she had never experienced before. Moreover, when he got close to her,

she did not feel sick, especially when kissing...