Bleeding Love

Chapter 33 Well, I'll Change

Rosalie was sent home by the man.

She kept asking where Spencer had gone, but the man was silent.

Although so, Rosalie felt sweet in heart.

She knew that no matter how angry Spencer was, he would not leave her alone.

As long as he came back, she would be good to him and apologize to him. And then it would be over.

But, Daphne...

Rosalie narrowed her eyes.

...

Travis had been living like a zombie for a long time.

He lived the same day again and again, looking for the news of Aleena. He had not paid attention to

other things, and he lost weight soon.

He was on the verge of despair.

Aleena was still pregnant, needed to recuperate. How could she leave?

Where could she go?

For some reason his men could not find any news of Aleena.

But he had no intention of giving up.

He never had any request and desire but Aleena.

He could not understand why his obsession with Aleenas had reached such a terrible depth that, like

entering a swamp, he could never escape from it.

One day he received a call from his family.

Since he went out on his own, his family has had little contact with him.

Although the Fletcher family was small, it was growing rapidly, and the family always wanted him to

inherit the business.

But he wanted only to have Aleena, where she was, where he was.

Because of this, he never got along well with his family.

“Oh, Mom.” Travis said lightly.

“Travis, it has been years... Are you not going to come home yet?” His mother's voice was tired, “Mom

and Dad really miss you.”

“Mom, I'm sorry.” Travis's nose was sore, but he insisted, “You know, I never wanted anything, that's all

I ask, Mom.”

His mother sighed and hung up the phone without saying anything.

Travis’s throat choked listening to the busy tone of the phone.

...

Aleena was speechless looking at Spencer came to the ward again.

“What are you doing here?” Looking up at Spencer, Aleena felt confuzed.

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She felt strange about him.

Spencer bent his eyes and picked up the bag in his hand. “I bring you breakfast.”

“Oh, so that you can kill me after I am full?” Aleena nodded. “Well, I would rather be a ghost who is not

hungry.”

“Don't say that!” Spencer put out the breakfast and said, “You're going to be healthy and live a long

time.”

Aleena was speechless looking at him, “Don’t you hope I die early?”

Spencer shook his head. “No, absolutely not.”

Aleena frowned.

Spencer was weird.

If she had spoken back to him and disobeyed him, she might have been tortured by him.

He cared about her today, and he even brought her breakfast?

Did the sun rise in the west?

Or had he thought of some new ways of torturing her?

Aleena looked at him warily, “Take it away, I will not eat your breakfast.”

“No poison, don’t worry.” Travis hurriedly explained.

“I won’t eat. Who knows what I'll pay for it.” Said Aleena with a sneer. “Take it away.”

Spencer looked at sarcasm and vigilance in her eyes and felt pain in heart.

It was so said to be misunderstood.

At that time, he refused her daily and hurt her with vicious language and action, her heart must be

painful.

Even though she refused, she was very gentle and did not say anything harsh.

Spencer tried to persuade her, “Just eat some. No poison in it, no strings attached.”

Aleena sneered, “Do you think I will believe you?”

Travis fell silent for a long time before he said, “You will.”

“Congratulations, that was a successful daydream.” Aleena said, “Go away, don't stand in my way of

watching TV.”

If before, Aleena would certainly not speak timidly but do whatever he said.

Now she looked like she was not afraid of anything, and if she felt annoyed, she just said it out.

Spencer looked at her vivid face and smiled happily.

At last she was no longer that lifeless.

Aleena was confused looking at the smiling man, “What exactly do you want? I don't want to play such

childish games with you, and I can't stand your unstable character.”

But Spencer smiled, “Well, I'll change.”