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135 Tears(1/2)

"You don't know, there are some people around me recently. Obviously someone is monitoring me... I hope you don't have it yet... Is that true, after all, I am Bergman's lawyer..."

Edward shook all over when he heard this.

Ruthberg thought he was scared: "Ed, don't be afraid, they dare not do anything to me. I am the flower of Yale, the iron Ruthberg, no one dares to plot against me in person, and it won't be possible behind my back!"

Edward kissed her hair, feeling peaceful, but a wry smile on his face: "Silly girl, you really should say that you can live to this day is God's favor, so is God really fair? Although she has lived a hard life, her innocence towards this world has not been destroyed at all... This woman is indeed so wonderful..."

"Ed, they dare to stare at me, and they will probably notice you. You are different from me, because, because," Ruthberg's voice was trembling, and she swallowed two saliva hard, "They really dare to attack you..."

"Huh, it seems that it's not too stupid... I guessed it a little bit." Edward felt relieved, and slowly moved his right hand upward, holding her thin shoulders, and his left hand down his waist...

The other party still did not dodge.

"Ed, you're going to listen to me this time."

"Why?" Edward stopped the movements in his hands and said with a smile, "Do you want to talk about women's intuition again?"

The resolute answer was beyond his expectations.

"Because I love you, Ed..."

Without waiting for his response, Ruthberg's hands were hanging directly on his neck. Edward bent down involuntarily, and the lips were warm...

It was awkward, but her enthusiastic efforts made Edward very happy. The two closed their eyes and immersed in the world of love...

After a long time, Ruthberg opened his eyes, leaned back slightly, and both sides broke off contact.

"Dear, I love you, I like you, you are more talented than me, and more like a genius. You, like Mr. Nabokov, have achieved extraordinary achievements in different fields, which I cannot achieve."

"I..." Edward's Chinese bloodline broke out. Just as he was about to say a few words of modesty, a finger with bright red nail polish was stuffed between his lips. He subconsciously sucked it, as if it was not a finger...

"Do you like it?"

"Yeah," he answered vaguely.

"So keep quiet. When Judy was crying when she was a child, I comforted her pacifier, and she would soon calm down..." Ruthberg's face became hot, and she suddenly realized that this metaphor was actually, in fact, very inappropriate...

Sure enough, Edward reacted here.

"Ed, Ed, listen to me, there is time for other things..." Looking at the smirk on the other person's face, Ruthberg's heart beat without competing.

"On the way I came, I kept asking myself, are you worthy of my love? I have high requirements for love, and the other party must be an upright and kind person. This is why I have always resisted you, but in the car I suddenly figured out that a person who can write "Do                                                                                                                                                                                                                             

"..." Edward sweated coldly

"Really, I don't believe that evil people can write songs that flow into everyone's hearts, bright and high, full of love and care... So, Ed, I am the one I deserve to love, and my lover..."

"Because I love you, you must withdraw from this case. You will become a better lawyer than me in the future. By that time, you will shine, but now you must let me stand in front of you! You understand!"

"This is not an order, it is a plea, but you cannot refuse. Because this comes from love. Love is not created by humans, but it is unique to humans. It is a luxury that I once thought I would never have in my life. But, thank you, thank you for your appearance, which made me see the beauty of life again. No, you are beautiful, I love you..."

As he said that, he pulled out his finger and kissed him again.

Ruthberg suddenly felt a little breathless. Edward's hands were too strong, and even strangled her ribs to make her feel a little painful. She had no choice but to stop sweetness, "Hey, you're too strong! It hurts me!"

Only when the words were said did not seem to be appropriate. This seemed to be some kind of ambiguous invitation. With Edward's colorful temperament, he would definitely continue to say something unbearable, and even further actions would be taken.

She was not resistant to this, but felt that the time was not the right time.

Unexpectedly, there was no sound on the other side.

Ruthberg looked up curiously, but was startled by his hideous expression.

Edward's eyes were wide open, emitting a ferocious light, his mouth tightened, his jawbone became more and more prominent, and he could even hear a "giggle" sound, which could only be made by gritting his teeth.

"Ed Ed? What's wrong with you?"

"FXXK." Edward closed his eyes and opened it for a moment.

The fierce light disappeared, Ruthberg never thought his eyes were so beautiful, distant and firm. It was the gaze of a real warrior, the gaze of a warrior saying goodbye to his lover.

"Ed..." She was a little scared and her whole body shook.

"Rus..."

Just now, something in Edward's heart collapsed. In just a moment, his persistence, concerns and the calculations built on it disappeared completely...

"I've decided to accept this case."

"Ed..."

"As it said, I am the grandson of Mizrasi Rabbi, which is nothing in New Haven, but in New York...hehe..."

What I thought to myself was "Fuck, I don't care about it anymore, I don't care about anything anymore. I'll say whatever I should go to court. Fuck the gunman. Anyway, I don't believe it. They really dare to attack me here! This woman is willing to do anything for me to do, so I'm willing to hide behind her? I'm going to fuck! If this is the case, I might as well be with a rich woman! Come over and come here once. If I really fucked up like this, I'll admit it too!"

"Ed, Ed..."

"The court appearance is decided so, go upstairs now..."

"No...oh...oh, okay, okay I'm about to check you... How have you prepared for Judge Leyard's cross-examination these days..." Ruthberg retreated a little.

Edward hugged her waist and the two walked up the stairs.

Suddenly, surprise flashed in Ruthberg's eyes. She discovered something, something that shouldn't have appeared here, or in Edward's current state, there shouldn't be these in the room.

For a moment, she felt a little dizzy. What she said just now was really wrong?

She resisted suspicion and obediently went upstairs with Edward, but her heart became uneasy.

Edward's bedroom was at the end of the corridor, and Ruthberg insisted on stopping as he passed the study.

"Ed, I will go to cross-examination of Judge Leyard, and you will always be my assistant after that. I am Bergman's lawyer, so I must listen to this."

Someone is dying. At this moment, a bucket of cold water is poured on his head. Not only is it not extinguished, but the flame is too strong, causing the H20C=COH2 chemical reaction. The water turns into water and gas, which is about the same as adding fuel to the fire.

"I, Tmd, don't care about the affairs of the Democratic and Republican Party. I go to court and say whatever I should say. Leave the rest to the law and God." He thought that saying this would reassure Ruth Berg.

In fact, Ruthberg was indeed very pleased after hearing this statement, but at this moment she had completely calmed down. Although she had just glanced at it in a hurry, those things had taken root in her heart, and things that should never appear at this time.

When a woman has something in her mind, she will become a hundred or even a thousand times more sensitive than love, and the five senses of color, feeling, thinking, behavior, and consciousness will be fully upgraded to the point of being non-human.

Ruthberg heard a strange noise in his ears, not from the study, but from the bedroom next to the study, and there was obviously someone inside!

"Ed, let's go into this room. This is the first time I've been here?" Ruthberg smiled and sent an invitation, but his expression was a little cold.

"Damn..." Edward was in a cold sweat.

There are four strong men locked in this bedroom...

He regretted it at this moment. If he had known it, he would have let these four cartoon bosses stand in the living room and directly deceived Ruthberg. This is the bodyguard that his grandfather invited him. Although it doesn't sound very reliable, it is at least better than it is now, right?

But who could react so quickly in that situation at that time?

Edward opened the study door in a hurry: "Look, this is my study..."

Then, he was stunned. The study had not been cleaned up in the past few days. The empty wine bottles on the ground, as well as the ESSE twig cigarettes for women, were scattered everywhere, and there were carpet tissues. They were used to wipe their tears after being choked by the wine last night. At this moment, these used tissues were wrinkled strangely, and they looked like they were stained with sticky liquid and dried.

Edward hadn't noticed these yet: "Sorry, I'm too busy these days, so I didn't have time to clean up, it's messy..."

"Haha" Ruthberg sneered, "I want to go into that bedroom and see... Is that OK, Ed... Hua?"

"This, don't everyone have their own secrets..." Edward smiled very embarrassedly.

He really can't explain these four people.

Of course, you can show off directly, but Ruth Berg will definitely go on the fight in person. No matter what the reason, he cannot let her take this risk. Not only her but also Judy... She is so young and so cute, she must not be allowed to be hurt, absolutely not...

Ruthberg continued to smile, and the atmosphere between the two began to turn sharply. Her ears were sharp and she could hear slight noises in the room, very dense, and she seemed to be panicked.

Suddenly she pinched the door handle and unscrewed it hard.

Of course I can't unscrew it because I was locked by Edward.

"Open the door!"

"Key, the key cannot be found...Rus, listen to my explanation..."

"Open the door..."

"Really, really..."

"I understand..." Ruthberg's immediately turned red.

Edward was stunned. He couldn't figure it out. He just didn't open the door. What could the other party do if he had confirmed that he had a beautiful woman in the golden house.

"This man, just now, was so sincere, but unexpectedly, he was fooling around here before..." Ruthberg shook all over, but his thoughts never stopped. "There are several extra-large empty pizza boxes in the living room, as well as empty bottles of spirits and cans of empty coke. The study was a mess, and it was also the table with a UV lamp, which would show more evidence. There was obviously someone in this bedroom, and there was more than one... The party was so lively. If I hadn't come here suddenly, he should still be happy, no wonder the smell of alcohol and smoke. By the way, he doesn't smoke, so this smell was obviously sprayed on him by the woman's cigarettes. Will men smoke esse? He has always hated smoke, but who would allow anyone to smoke unscrupulously..."

Tears finally flowed down unscrupulously

"Haha, if it's a man, why don't you let him go and meet him? So, who is it? Megan? I, I don't care. I'm in New Haven, she's in New York, just pretend that they don't know each other. Anyway, he and I can't go on for the rest of our lives. Wouldn't it be great for everyone to leave some beautiful memories?"

"But, why did he lie to me? He was obviously so sincere just now..."

There was no trace of blood on his beautiful face. Yes, he saw everything, although not much, Edward should not know that he was coming. Thinking of the doorbell, it took him a while before he came to open the door. Obviously, he was cleaning up the room at that time, or destroying evidence...

"Mr. Edward, I am now informing you that this case will be fully responsible. If you do not listen to the advice, I will dedicate it to the court to apply for an injunction."

"I……"

"Goodbye." A gust of wind rushed down the stairs, and red hair fluttered...

"Rus..."

"Don't come over, get out!"
To be continued...
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