"Mr. Hawke Martin, let me state once again, I already have a husband. If you keep pestering me, the consequences will be more than you can bear." After speaking, Nangong Bing didn't care about his feelings anymore, turned her head, and walked to her car, leaving coldly. She didn't care whether the man could handle her tone; that was just who she was.
Hawke Martin turned his head, not angry at all. Instead, he gently wiped the corner of his mouth and smiled.
"Captain, are you planning to pursue her like this forever?"
At this moment, the middle-aged man behind him, Thomas, also noticed the situation. Nangong Bing was nicknamed the Ice Queen. How could she be moved by such small gestures?
"No worries, after all, I have plenty of time, and there's no rush now. The more challenging it is, the more intriguing it becomes." Hawke Martin took a deep look at that villa. He knew that there was a powerful force within, and he dared not venture deeper.
