The Lord Mayor Falls in Love with Me

"You..."

Yolanda pointed at Joey with her hand shaking. It was not until a long time had passed did she speak unbelievably, "...Joey Linderman?"

Joey had changed so much in these four years, but Yolanda recognized her at the first glance.

Joey stood up slowly. She turned around, raised her hand, and slapped Yolanda, who was still in astonishment, in the face with a snap. The whole process was done smoothly. After that, Joey said coldly, "Despicable." Touching her slapped left face, Yolande was shocked!

Quickly, the shock turned into fury.

"How dare you slap me... Ah..."

"Shameless!"

Not having finished her words, Yolanda was slapped again by Joey in the right side of her face.

Yolanda was completely speechless.

She was slapped by Joey again and again. How was it possible for her to bear the shame? Without a word, she screamed and rushed to Joey with sharp eyes.

She wanted to grapple with Joey like a shrew, but regretfully, Joey didn't give her the chance. Her primary target was Allen in the bed.

To save her time, Joey dodged her attack, and grabbed her wavy hair when Yolanda was about to run into her. And then, Joey pressed down Yolanda's head and lifted her knee, giving a strong hit to Yolanda's head with a bang. "Ah!"

What a shriek. Yolanda was racked with headaches and buzzing after the great impact, and her tugged hair brought her more pain quickly.

But the show was not over.

The fighting reminded Joey of the resentment deep down her heart and the unbearable memory of losing her child. Now, she was going to let Yolanda pay for it.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Rhythmically, heavily, cruelly, Joey kneed her three times without hesitation.

This was not a usual fight between the jealous women, but torture given by Joey. Yolanda was beaten without a chance to talk or fight back.

Even a strong man couldn't stand the four strikes from Joey, let alone Yolanda who had been spoiled from her youth.

Soon, Yolanda was badly hurt and couldn't even make a noise. Joey loosed the gripon dragging her hair, and then Yolanda fell on the ground like a worm. She was fainted with her head bleeding and eyes closing.

Joey left Yolanda behind and lifted Allen, who was almost in a coma. She carried him to the bathroom tiredly and put him beneath the shower. Then, she turned on the switch, and cold water was poured upon Allen's head. Allen's skin was so hot that it made vapors under the shower. Allen gave an involuntary shudder, and soon he regained consciousness and his body became cooler. He opened his eyes and saw Joey standing in front of him. "Joey..."

Allen couldn't believe this.

"Allen..."

Joey was overjoyed when she saw Allen awoke, and reached her hands to help him stand up.

"Go away. You are not Joey. This must be my hallucination. Damn it, how shameless you are, Yolanda!"

Allen pushed Joey's hands away in anger. He believed it was a hallucination caused by the drug, because he still remembered that it was Yolanda standing in front of him not long ago. It was impossible for Joey to show up right away. Hearing this, Joey felt heartache. It turned out that he had stood by her all along, making no reason for Joey to hate him.

But everything became meaningless after she knew the truth.

How could she still be with him with all of these morality and ethics?

Now that he believed that she was only a hallucination, so be it. Joey closed her eyes in sorrow and a tear ran down her face. She turned around and walked to the door slowly.

But it was not Yolanda's style to leave quietly with and tears. It was Joey's style, one and only.

Allen's gaze sharpened, and immediately he confirmed that the Joey in front of him was not an illusion. It was real.

Without any hesitation, he dashed to her and hugged her from behind. He put his chin on Joey's white nape and gasped, "Baby, it's you. It's really you..."

He was murmuring. Driven by the drug, he was kissing Joey's thin neck and generally down to her beautiful collarbone.000000000000