Flash Marriage: Slow Down Mister

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Daisy and John both looked at those comments on the Internet and were a bit teary-eyed. They didn't

expect that she could act so badly even if she was acting in the script.

John couldn't help but sigh, "Daisy, you've botched it this time."

Not to mention the whitewash Rio, almost got himself a fishy, good in the production of the program

team over the top, but also the two created a few sweet shots.

"Hey, no way, it turns out that plans can't catch up with changes, but it's good that Rio has managed to

make it to the shore." Daisy leaned back on the sofa and smiled casually, a bashful attitude of doing

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Shutting down the computer, John gave her a somewhat helpless look, a little speechless at Daisy's

bewildering optimism.

"Okay, I'm not going to talk to you, it's late, aren't you going back to Vincent's side?"

A rhetorical question made Daisy's whole body stiffen on the sofa, she smiled sarcastically and didn't

mean to stand up: "He hasn't come back today, he's been on a business trip, John, take me in."

Daisy tilted a pitiful face, making it somewhat impossible for John to refuse, or rather, she had no

intention of refusing her in the first place.

Originally, the two were living together all the time.

She looked at Daisy with a smile and said, "Well, that's no problem, but I have to cook and wash the

dishes now, so I'll have to ask you to buy a bag of salt for me."

At the word, Daisy immediately jumped up from the sofa, collected all the immodesty of the party, with

a serious face, than a salute posture, and answered in a deep voice: "Yes Lord John, as ordered!"

Seeing her acting up at the drop of a hat, John laughed and slapped her lightly, blowing her out the

door, "Stop acting and go."

Wrapping herself up tightly, Daisy grabbed the money and dashed out the door, intending to pick up a

quick bag of salt at the convenience store downstairs.

A few minutes later, Daisy was close to reaching the convenience store, yet just as she was about to

enter, she was suddenly dragged into a side alley by a hand reaching out from the shadows.

"Daisy!"

A hurried and panicked male voice exploded abruptly in Daisy's ears, and she froze, not recognizing for

a moment who the disheveled man in front of her actually was.

"You are?"

Daisy blinked inexplicably, trying to find a bit of familiarity in the ragged man in front of her, but finding

none whatsoever.

"It's Timothy! Help me Daisy, help me!"

Timothy looked hurried, his face would always carry the pair of gold-rimmed glasses long gone, the old

elegant and calm look was replaced by a frantic and panicked demeanor.

The person in front of you, where there is still a half of the shadow of what once was?

"You're Timothy?" Daisy still felt disbelief, even if she owed more than a hundred thousand dollars at

the casino, she didn't have to make such a mess, right?

Hearing Daisy's question, Timothy nodded pathetically and kept looking to the sides, as if he was

hiding from something.

Daisy, someone is chasing me, hurry up and hide me!" He said sharply and frightened, "I am, I am

Timothy!

Timothy did not say this sentence is fine, once said this sentence, Daisy more and more do not want to

take care of him, this is not impatient to tell her the existence of the existence of bad people nearby,

then why she should be for an enemy, to offend others?

Thinking about this, Daisy's expression became suddenly cold, she coldly gazed at the long-lost

Timothy in front of her, and the past came back to her mind.

She sneered and looked askance at the man in front of her, "You're begging the wrong person, aren't

you the one who likes to care about Nina, shouldn't you go to her at this time?"

"I ...... can't face seeing her, Daisy, please, hide me, those people are coming after me!"

The more Timothy said, the more panicked he became, and he tugged on Daisy's wrist as if he had

grabbed the last straw.

However, Daisy easily broke free from his shackles and pushed him into the bottomless river with her

own hands.

"Don't dream Timothy, I'm already being kind to you if I don't put you to death by a thousand cuts now, I

won't help you in this life."

Her eyes were calm and cold, and the chill was like an arrow, each one shooting straight down his

back.

Timothy froze for a moment, what was it that made Daisy have such a bitter hatred for him, and why

did she help him at the casino when it was obvious that she hated him?

Could it be that he was so deliberate in order to get him into the game?

Suddenly, he seemed to have figured out something, his whole body stood coldly in place, an

incredible dismay rose in his eyes, and the awe in his expression was unmistakable.

"So you ......"

Timothy looked like he already understood, but it made Daisy raise her eyebrows, even if he had

guessed it, he had no intention of admitting it himself.

She has not forgotten, in her last life, the last scene in which Timothy said "Mr. Watts" who is actually.

This was originally, and has been, a problem Daisy has been avoiding.

Now, it's all just wishful thinking on her part to believe in Vincent. I hope it's not him, and even if it is, I

just want to know the truth a little later and don't want to make a choice so early.

But now, Timothy appeared in front of his face with a face of a fallen man, many things may appear to

change, after all, in the last life this gambling debt did not come so early, and he also paid it for him.

Now that everything has come forward, could it be that "Mr. Watts" has also come forward, and could it

be Vincent?

Daisy's heart is worried, not to admit what Timothy's heart thinks, if that does not make the two people

confront each other in vain.

Although she did not want to act too warm with him, but she also did not want to get too stiff with him,

only to get close to him, in order to find out the truth about "Mr. Watts" faster.

So, Daisy did not hesitate to deny: "What are you thinking? The casino matter, but I kindly help you, but

also for their own share of profits, do you still think I deliberately harm you can not? The only reason

things have turned out this way is because you didn't stop when you won."

Her words were fair, but Timothy had trouble accepting them. What gambler would blame their own

greed for failure? They would only blame the timing and location, never themselves.

"I don't want to discuss this with you now, hurry up and find me a place, I want to hide right now!"

Timothy suddenly became tougher, and the irritation in his gaze became more and more obvious,

Daisy looked at his wretched and grumpy appearance, and gave a soft cold hum.

"The most I can give you is a hundred bucks for a ride to Nina, I don't have room for you here, after all,

I'm living in Vincent's apartment."

At the mention of Vincent's name, Timothy's eyes clearly flashed with a hint of awe.