Wolf President Hooks Up

Chapter 419: Drown His Sorrow

With her lips pale, her eyes extraordinarily vicious, Hazel smiled mournfully and said word by word.

"Alright, I'm a bitch anyway. I can make love anywhere. So I can do it right here. But I'm afraid people will laugh at your small penis. Why don't I sleep with Bradley? His penis is big, and people will be amazed!"

It was so shocking.

Lucas was totally shocked.

Lucas raised his neck and closed his eyes, with his face raised to the sky.

Actually, Lucas wanted to cry.

But he couldn't!

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Lucas raised his neck and closed his eyes, with his face raised to the sky.

Actually, he wanted to cry.

But he couldn't!

His heart was bursting with agony, as if it tore apart all of his body which was bleeding.

That was ... heartache!

Lucas' fists were clenched tighter by his legs, as if he burst a blood vessel.

Lucas took a deep breath, his chest heaving violently, and he gasped for breath.

After that, Lucas thought that a long time passed, but in fact, it was only a few seconds.

Lucas then looked down and stared at Hazel who was laughing coldly in the car. He snapped like a wild beast, pulled Hazel out of the car, and threw her fiercely at the ground with hatred. Hazel fell to the ground.

Hazel felt pain in her knee, arm, and stomach ... But her heart ached more.

Lucas didn't take pity on Hazel, nor was he tender towards her.

"Get lost! Get lost! Don't let me see you again, or I'll skin you and feed you to the wolves! You lowly woman! How can I be so fond of you? Get lost! Get lost!"

Lucas trembled out of control, almost unable to stand steadily. If Lucas hadn't supported the car door, he would have fainted long ago.

His temples pulsed violently for rage.

His vision was blurry.

Hazel endured the pain all over and staggered to her feet. She sneered and shot Lucas a sad glance.

That glance shocked Lucas!

Hazel once naked rolled around in bed, ogling Lucas like a slut. It was as if her coquettish giggles were still echoing in his ears....

"Don't worry. I won't tell anyone Mr. Lee's lousy in bed. I'm not demanding. I only wanted to be satisfied."

Hazel gritted her teeth and gasped. After saying those words stubbornly, Hazel staggered towards Bradley's car.

Lucas' nails dug into his flesh but he didn't feel any pain at all. Lucas stared at Hazel with red eyes as he leaned against the car door.

It seemed ... there were red spots on her trousers....

Well, Hazel talked tough to him. Why would he care about her?

'Hazel, you're the first woman to hurt me so deeply and ruthlessly!'

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'You're the first ... and hopefully the last woman!'

Lucas' legs went limp as he sat in the car. He couldn't help but tremble. He couldn't even close the door.

When the driver saw that, he hurriedly got out of the car and ran over to close the door for Mr. Lee before driving.

Lucas was dumbfounded and didn't say a word.

Lucas looked down at his hands across his legs.

His hands were shaking.

They kept trembling violently.

His hands couldn't stop trembling.

Lucas didn't feel a big part of his body just now.

"Hazel...."

Lucas murmured that familiar name again and again feebly. Finally, tears fell from his eyes.

"Hazel ... You exposed my pain for decades ... If I ever talk to you again, I'll eat my hat!"

After Lucas' car left, Hazel felt as if she had a big hole in her. Her blood gushed down from top to bottom like a waterfall!

"Oh, she is bleeding!"

"It's not a miscarriage, is it?"

"Is it a metrorrhagia?"

"Oh, it's so scary!"

Hazel stood still, her ears tingling as she struggled to catch her breath.

What were these people talking about? It was so noisy....

Metrorrhagia? Blood?

Hazel's vision turned blurry as if she looked at an old photo.

Lucas left. He indeed left.

They should be completely finished, right?

Lucas.

Hazel blinked, her eyelids too heavy to lift.

Looking ahead, Hazel could vaguely see the Bradley walking towards her with a big bag.

Seeing her, Bradley was surprised, and then he smiled.

Bradley raised the bag in his hand proudly.

Bradley who was simple must buy these things for a woman for the first time.

All the voices seemed to be far away from Hazel. She opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but she felt dizzy. Hazel went limp and fell on the ground.

"Oh! Hazel! Hazel! What happened? Hazel!"

Bradley was pale with fear and ran over. He hugged Hazel, who fainted, and cried out in sorrow.

Hazel looked terrible, waxy yellow, and her lips were pale.

Her face was furrowed with tears as if she only cried. All content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.

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"Hazel! Hazel! What happened?"

Bradley was so anxious that he picked up Hazel and ran to his car in a panic.

Hazel's hands hanging naturally weakly shook because of Bradley carrying her in his arms.

A car sped towards the hospital!

Along the way, Bradley ran three red lights in a row.

Bradley was followed by three police cars.

Returning to his company, Lucas staggered into the president's office and collapsed on the carpet.

Lucas looked up, his mouth and eyes open, like a corpse.

He was like the dead.

The secretary walked in to deliver hot tea and was frightened by Mr. Lee who always behaved.

"Oh ... Mr. Lee, you...."

The young man blinked, wondering if he needed to call Lucas' family doctor.

After a long time, Lucas' eyeballs rolled stiffly.

"Go bring me two bottles of wine."

"What? Oh! Okay."

How would a secretary dare to interfere with his superior? He hurriedly ran to the bar, took out two bottles of wine, and handed them to Lucas.

Lucas sat up with difficulty, leaning against the sofa and sitting on the carpet, gulping wine.

"Oh ... Mr. Lee, you...."

It's not good for your health to drown your worries by drinks like this....

"Damn it! Alcohol won't abandon me. Only wine is on call, having no airs or temper. Alcohol is the most loyal!"

Lucas squinted and smiled bitterly as he drank.

The secretary rubbed his hands at a loss.

What shall he do?

As Lucas' life secretary, shouldn't he stop Mr. Lee from drinking?

It seemed that he didn't have the authority or courage to do so.

"Mr. Lee ... stop drinking ... there are still a few meetings in the afternoon...."

"Go find me a woman ... Oh no, a woman is not enough. I want two ... No, I want three! Go find me three women. I must see how I do in bed!"

Lucas looked evil as if he was a mad devil. He extended three fingers shaking towards the secretary.

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"Three, three?"

The secretary was dumbfounded.

Mr. Lee was awesome. He wanted three women in one breath. Could he handle it?

Of course, he didn't dare to question Lucas. The secretary hurriedly found the outstanding beauties.

Half an hour later, three women entered gracefully.

By this time, Lucas intoxicated himself.

As intoxicated watched the three beauties, he saw them as a group of small chickens.

He belched.

Lucas belched and struggled to stand up against the sofa, wobbly.

"Mr. Lee, long time no see. Do you miss me?"

A small chicken was thrown into Lucas' embrace. Lucas was wobbly and smirked. He reached out to her breast and rubbed it hard. The woman's face twisted with pain.

"You said that my penis is small? Is it small?"

The woman gasped in pain. She hugged Lucas' waist and said softly, "No. No. It's not small!"

What? She didn't even have the chance to sleep with Luca. How would she know about it?

"Do you think I'm lousy in bed? Am I bad, right?"

Lucas put the woman down in his arms, looking down at the woman and talking to her who smelled alcohol on his breath.

The woman whose boobs was rubbed hard, feeling painful, was now captivated by Lucas' charming eyes and almost got wet.

"Mr. Lee ... You must be good in bed ... You're the best...."

The woman licked Lucas' face and kissed him on the neck.

The other two women didn't stand still and quickly took off their clothes, clinging to Lucas.

Before the women finished playing coquetry, miserable screams erupted.

Lucas was fierce today, like a sharp steel weapon!

His actions were violent and fierce as if Lucas had a grudge against those women, and he did it rough.

The three women were in pain.

One of them wanted to crawl out, but Lucas pulled her back by the ankle. He lifted her legs and entered her body fiercely.

The woman was holding the pillow wanted to block herself. But the pillow was brutally pulled away by Lucas. The cotton inside the pillow was flying around. The woman trembled, her face pale from pain. She couldn't even moan.