Come Back to Me

With a grimace, Tracy got up from the ground and glared at the darkened face of Brody.
He said as he adjusted his collar. His eyes were covered with a thick layer of ice.
"Tracy, don't push your luck. Are you so worried about Ben?"
Said Brody indignantly as he drew closer to her face in shock.
That bitch! She had to fight against him for the sake of that man.
He looked down at her little face with tears.
Brody was overwhelmed by jealousy.
She didn't seem to give in. Her eyes were as cold as ice, and she slowly stood up from the sofa.
"Yes, I am worried about him, because he is not as shameless and despicable as you are."
She threw caution to the winds and looked at him with resolute eyes.
She couldn't take her words back. She stared at him stubbornly, ready for the next wave of attack.
As she expected, Brody got furious.
The next second, her throat was tightly pinched by a big hand, and a sense of pain immediately struck her neck.
"If you are able to You Choke me to death... " She felt that she was suffocated. Then she continued.
But her words were adding fuel to the fire.
Then, he tightened his grip on her neck. He pinched her even harder, making her unable to breathe.
After a few seconds, in despair, Tracy closed her eyes and forced a wry smile, feeling relieved
'am I really going to die?'? Her death would be a relief for her!
"Clap -"
Tears dropped down on his hands.

Startled, he let go of her as if he just woke up from a dream.
"Ahem!"
As her neck was loosened, she couldn't help but began to cough violently, tears falling down.
A few seconds later, she looked up straight again, looking at the still angry face, and said sarcastically, "you are only capable of
using violence to conquer women, pathetic!"
Then she ran upstairs!
——The split thread
HS building, one of the most popular commercial streets in the city, occupied the advantageous spot. It was at the bottom of the
building and could not be seen from its top.
When she pushed open the door of the CEO's office, a smell of tobacco overwhelmed her nostrils.
By the window, a figure with her back to the window came into view.
The man's slender figure and black suit showed his wisdom and coldness. His perfect figure was absolutely irresistible.
And his elegant and lofty posture was enough to bewitch everyone.
"Ben --" Tracy raised her voice, almost shouting with it.
The man beside the window turned around slowly and his face kept expressionless.
"What are you doing, little girl?"
Dissatisfied with the way Ben behaved, Tracy stepped forward and said with dissatisfaction, "I thought you didn't notice me
coming in."
Ben sat down in silence.
His indifference made Tracy more worried. With guilty eyes, she said, "I'm sorry, Ben What should the YS Group do? "
Her voice was hoarse and helpless.