Chapter 276 Chuck: I have a good stomach! A daily tip for fearing marriage!

Two cars drove out of St. Anselm Boys' School.

In the castle.

A man and a woman stood by the window, watching this scene.

"What should we do now?"

Nicole smoked heavily, looking a little distracted.

"Just do whatever you have to do!"

Principal Gale stared at the direction the car was leaving, his face so gloomy that it almost dripped with tears: "Damn it! Why did you find him?!"

"I told you everything!"

Nicole was also angry: "We didn't come to him, but he took the initiative to come to us! I tried my best to stop him, but his few words forced me to let Mia follow him first, as you know

Mia is not a person who can hide her worries at all."

"I don't know anymore!"

Principal Gale said angrily: "That's bullshit science! She even told me that if she was frightened, she would have a heart attack. But how many times have I scared her? She could be in a horror movie."

What the hell is wrong with her! Why do you think I know her now?"

"She's so lucky."

Nicole murmured.

"Now it's your turn to figure it out."

Gale's eyes moved over, looked at Nicole's face, and suddenly thought of what Chuck said before, and looked at Nicole coldly: "I have done what I should do, and now I have to be busy with the school's accounts. I should think about it."

There is a way to solve this problem, don't forget, we are in the same boat."

"good."

Nicole took a deep breath from the lady's cigarette, blew out the smoke ring, and nodded in agreement.

"Um?"

Gale was stunned by such a straightforward agreement. Looking at Nicole, who was covered by the smoke and looked more mysterious than usual, he narrowed his eyes, then walked over and hugged her neck, and started.

A wild journey.

"You must have missed me these past two days!"

"Why don't you ask me what I can do?"

Nicole did not resist, because she knew that resisting would not result in resistance, and would only lead to more rough treatment, and she would be covered in bruises if she was not careful.

"You really have a way?"

Gale made a move.

"I know a friend of Detective Chuck's."

Nicole's eyes were blank: "We used to be good friends. Through her, we might be able to reconcile with Detective Chuck and both of us take a step back."

"What nonsense!"

When Gale heard this, he became angry and pinched Nicole's neck: "Why should I take a step back? Why should I take a step back?"

"Taking a step back is the best result."

Nicole struggled for a moment and found that her neck was being strangled tightly. She reminded: "You may not know Detective Chuck, but I have gotten to know him. When you confront him, you will find that just taking a step back is the best result."

,Believe me!"

"Are you attracted to him?"

Gale's hands became harder and harder, and he said angrily: "Just like that bitch! You want to betray me to get a way out, or even benefits, don't you?"

"Who wouldn't be tempted by a man like him?"

Nicole's face was red and her neck was rough from being pinched, but she still did not give in, and she still said things that Gale didn't want to hear.

"Bitch! They are all bitches!"

Gale tightened his grip on Nicole again and stared at Nicole, trying to get her to give in, but she still had no intention of giving in. Finally, from her mocking eyes, he woke up suddenly and let go of his hand.

He punched the bedside angrily to vent his anger.

Nicole reached into the mattress and took it back, and there was an ice pick vaguely visible there.

Gale cursed and left.

Nicole stood up, walked to the full-length mirror, checked the scars on her neck, smiled suddenly at herself in the mirror, then took out her mobile phone and dialed a number: "Long time no see, G..."

Chuck drove Mia out of school.

In the car behind, Mrs. Wolowitz was carrying little Howard who was unwilling to follow her car, but was forced into it.

Mia sat in the passenger seat, holding the cross on her chest and looking out through the car window in trance.

"Can he really go to jail?"

For a long time, Mia turned her head and looked at Chuck who was driving.

"able."

Chuck was concise and to the point.

"Then before he goes to jail, can I follow you?"

Mia asked again.

"Can."

Chuck glanced at her: "But I don't recommend you do this."

"It's because it doesn't have a good impact, right?"

Mia felt a little sad: "Even if I want to divorce him now, I can't wait until that day. I'm too afraid of him."

"no."

Chuck shook his head: "It's your heart problem. Although it seems that your heart is stronger than your husband imagined, but if you follow me, your heart may not be able to bear it."

"You're talking about the thrills and excitement you encounter during the investigation."

Mia suddenly felt that she understood.

"That's understandable."

Chuck said expressionlessly.

"I want to try."

Mia reached out to cover her chest and glanced at Chuck: "I think I can withstand such thrills."

Chuck said nothing more and continued driving.

"What happens next?"

After a moment of silence, Mia couldn't help but speak again. Before Chuck could speak, she added: "Even if he goes to jail, it won't be long. What will he do when he comes back to fight with me for school? At that time, you

You can't always stay with me in school... Do you like living in an old castle?"

"My stomach is fine!"

Chuck said bluntly.

"Well, that's good."

Mia was stunned by this irrelevant answer, but her face was a little embarrassed, and she didn't know whether she should continue to ask.

"There once was a man named Adam."

Chuck saw her expression of embarrassment and said, "He has many, many female good friends, and those with whom he has a close relationship all started with a manor, most of which he owns."

"Then what?"

Mia is still confused.

"Then he unconsciously got into the habit of making up the manor for those who didn't have it."

Chuck said calmly: "And he is not a person with obsessive-compulsive disorder."

"You mean..."

Mia was dumbfounded, not sure if she understood it correctly, but she was already greatly shocked: "You don't mean that if you promise me, live in the castle, and fall in love with me, you will give me all the intimacy."

All your female friends will add an old castle, right?"

Chuck didn't answer.

"impossible!"

Mia was dumbfounded and denied herself first: "I have read your gossip news and know that you have close relationships with many outstanding women and that you have severe obsessive-compulsive disorder, but this castle in my home is worth more than 30 million US dollars.

Ah...I understand."
To be continued...