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Chapter 142 STUBBORN

Izzabelle staggered carelessly towards her worn-out rider's suit and rummage her hidden pockets anxiously searching for her mobile phone. Her bundled of thousand dollar bills dropped on the floor rolling towards Ethan's foot but she ignored it instead and proceeded to find her phone. Her hands were shaking immensely in difficulty, not because of the throbbing pain of her long wound but the immense effect of Ethan’s presence around her.

“What the hell are you doing?” Ethan asked furiously as he observed his woman's odd motions. He kept on glaring at her like he was about to strangle her. How dare this woman ignore him?

“M-my phone... Oh, I got it... I got it...” Izzabelle mumbled. And immediately threw a few gentle taps on her phone screen.

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