My sudden appearance made Eason startled. He was about to lose his temper, but when he saw Hendrix behind me, he was frightened. He knelt immediately on the ground and looked at me. "Mrs. Roberts is right. It's all my fault. I won't do it again!" he said.
A leopard cannot change its spots. Looking at Jessica, I couldn't help but feel a little sad. What made her fall for such a scumbag?
I looked at her and said, "Leave him. Such an a*s doesn't deserve you."
I knew that words might be useless, but I still said it. Jessica looked at me and was stunned. She didn't look as charming as she did in the room just now. At this time, she looked haggard, with an expression of surprise on her face. She said to me after a moment's pause, "Thank you!"
I shook my head and said calmly, "You're welcome, I just can't bear seeing a man bully a woman!"
Hendrix pursed his lips and looked at me. "Let's go!" he said.
I got up and left with Hendrix. After a while, I couldn't help but look back at Jessica. As I went down the stairs, I couldn't help sighing.
Hendrix held me and his expression softened a little. He smiled and said, "Everyone has their own way of living. If you care too much about everyone and everything, you will be exhausted!"
I gave him a sideways glance and curled my lips. "Are you saying that I shouldn't meddle in other people's business?" I asked.
He smiled, raised his hand to rub his nose and replied, "No, that's not what I meant!"
I snorted and didn't talk to him. The ship was docked. Hendrix and I disembarked. We saw Evan waiting outside the port. I was surprised and said, "Evan, when did you arrive?"
I got up and leaned against him languidly. "I'm so sleepy. I'm so tired recently. I need to catch up on sleep after we return back to the mainland," I spoke.
He smiled lightly and played with my long hair. "Do you want me to help you wash up while you sleep?" he asked.
As soon as I heard this, I knew that he meant something else. I curled my lips and went to the bathroom directly.
Catching a glimpse of the bottle of Vitamin A on the bathroom counter, I couldn't help but frown. Hendrix seemed to have been using this for a while now. Had he begun to take care of his body?
It seemed that men and women were the same; we were all afraid of old age!
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