Chapter 89 Do Not Be Responsible
"Don't go!"
Just as Martin James turned to leave, a pair of jade hands hugged him from behind.
At this time, the effect of the medicine was already on their heads, and when they meet the raging fire, they will naturally ignite.
After an hour and a half, the two who had finished the fierce battle fell asleep in a drowsy manner.
This was the first time Martin has tasted a woman. I have to say, this feeling is amazing.
Three hours later.
"Ah!"
Accompanied by the scream, Martin woke up.
He sat up from the bed in shock, naturally, Hedy screamed as well.
At this time, Hedy was covering herself with the quilt, looking at Martin like a cannibal.
"You bastard! You... What did you do to me!" Hedy yelled aggrievedly.
"Hedy, you kept screaming when you did it before. Don't tell me you have forgotten already what just happened." Martin said helplessly.
Although the power of medicine has lost its effect just now, the memory of that time was still there.
"Asshole! Asshole! Asshole!" Hedy raised his pink fist and slammed it on Martin's shoulder.
"How come I'm a bastard, I wanted to leave at that time. It was you who took the initiative to hug me and didn't let me go." Martin said helplessly.
After a pause, Martin continued,
"In addition, the bottle of wine we drank was obviously drugged, and the person who administered the drug was obviously your father. It's useless to blame me, I am also a victim!"
" I don't want to listen! You are a bastard! Bastard! Bastard!"
Hedy cried directly when she said it at the end.
Martin opened the quilt and took a look. There was a red bloodstain on the sheets, which proved that Hedy also experienced it for the first time.
"Hedy, no matter what the reason is, now that it's this way, I can only say that I will be responsible for you!" Martin suddenly showed seriousness.
Although Martin knew that the two of them were in a relationship when they were drugged.
But anyway, since things have already happened, Martin can only be responsible for Hedy.
After he finished speaking, he took the initiative to hug Hedy.
"Go away! Who is responsible for you! What responsibility can you take!"
Hedy wanted to send Martin away, and she did not let Martin hold her.
"You...Are you not responsible?" Martin looked at Hedy in surprise.
"Nonsense! I don't care about you being responsible!" Hedy said with red eyes, looking pitifully.
"Get dressed! Go!" Hedy pointed to the door in a commanding tone.
"Okay."
Martin stood up and quickly put on his clothes, while Hedy closed her eyes and did not look.
"I'm ready, open your eyes," Martin said bitterly.
Martin thought about it, he was crazy with himself just now, and now he still looked at himself.
"Get out!" After Hedy opened her eyes, she pointed out the door with a firm tone.
"Hedy, you really don't hold me responsible for you? I think I can't help but be responsible for you." Martin looked serious.
Although Martin did not have much affection for Hedy before this, since the two gave their first time to each other, Martin is not an irresponsible man.
"You can't take responsibility! Get out! Get out! Get out!" Hedy yelled frantically.
Martin wanted to be responsible, but the other didn't want him to be responsible. What else can Martin do?
Martin turned around and walked out of the room after looking back. Behind him came the cry of Hedy.
After Martin went downstairs,
Miles was sitting on the sofa.
"Mr. James, have you come down? Where is my daughter?" Miles saw Martin went downstairs and quickly got up and walked to Martin.
"She's still upstairs," Martin answered casually.
Immediately afterward, Martin looked at Miles, squinted his eyes, and said coldly, "Mr. Julian, you are so cruel, this is your daughter, you actually cheated your own daughter, you really did it."
Miles just chuckled.
For Miles, it might not be worth it to change to another young master, but this was the grandson of Morgan Gracie, the richest man in California, and with this capacity, he felt it was worth it.
Miles hurriedly said, "Mr. James, my daughter is a good kid. This is definitely her first time. You must be responsible to her!"
"Mr. Julian, I was going to be responsible for your daughter, but she wouldn't let me be responsible for her." Martin James said.
"Oh?" Miles was startled.
Martin pondered for a moment, then said,
"Mr. Julian, although I had a relationship with Hedy, you were pitted, but I am not an irresponsible man, please persuade your daughter, as long as your daughter is willing, I will be responsible for her."
"Good, good! I will definitely persuade her!" Miles said repeatedly.
Miles saw that Martin was willing to take responsibility, he was relieved, as long as Martin was willing to take responsibility. This would be easy.
"I'm leaving now."
After Martin finished speaking, he walked outside the villa.
"I will send you off Mr. James." Then Miles quickly followed Martin behind him sent him out of the Villa.
...
About ten minutes after Martin left,
Hedy walked downstairs, but her eyes were red and she looked very uncomfortable.
"Daughter, you're down." Miles quickly walked up with a smile.
Hedy raised her head and looked at Miles with spiteful eyes.
"Miles Julian, you bastard! You did this to your own daughter. You... You are a brute!"
An angry Hedy hit Miles with her fist.
"Daughter, I'm also doing well for you. Martin is definitely a good man. You can marry him! Why don't you let him be responsible for you? Anyway, you have cooked rice." Miles Julian said.
"I won't listen! I don't want to see you!"
Hedy stomped, then turned and ran upstairs.
"That... Forget it, let her calm down first." Miles murmured.
According to Miles, when her daughter calms down for a few days, her daughter should agree.
...
The other side.
After Martin returned home, it was past ten in the evening.
Martin was lying on the bed, but images of fierce fighting with Hedy appeared repeatedly in his mind, and finally, Hedy cried and let himself out.
After thinking of this, Martin tossed and turned, feeling blocked in panic.
Although Hedy kept saying to him not to be responsible for her, his conscience made Martin feel bad.
In any case, Martin decided to go to Hedy tomorrow.
Just like that, Martin was in heavy thoughts after a night in a daze.
The next day, after school in the morning, at Hedy's classroom entrance,
Martin stood at the door of the classroom.
The classmates in the classroom walked out of the classroom in groups.
"Hey, isn't this the local tyrant who drives a luxury, Lamborghini?"
"What is he doing in our classroom? Is he here to get a flower from Colonel Hedy?"
"Hmm. It's very possible! It's a pity Hedy didn't come to class at all today!"
...
Many of the classmates who came out of the classroom recognized Martin at a glance, and they all started talking in a low voice.
When Martin heard that Hedy was not coming to class, Martin frowned.
"This classmate."
Martin stepped forward and stopped a classmate.
"Is there... What's the matter?" The second-generation rich guy was stopped by Martin. He seemed a little nervous because he knew Martin was the owner of Lamborghini.
"Excuse me, didn't Hedy come to class today?" Martin was still very polite, without any pretensions.
"Well, I heard that she took a week off." The classmate said.
"One week?" Martin then frowned.
At the same time, Martin had a bad feeling in his heart. Could it be that Hedy didn't come to the class because of yesterday's incident?
Will she have psychological problems?
She can't do anything stupid, right?
When Martin thought of the last, he became more worried.
No matter what was the reason, Hedy will give it to her for the first time. If Hedy has some shortcomings because of this, how can he get away with it?
Martin quickly dialed Hedy's phone number to give a call. However, Hedy did not answer his call several times. Martin then gave Miles a call.
Miles said that Hedy was safe now, but her mood was not very good, so she took a week off for her to let Martin rest assured.
Martin wanted to see her, but Miles said he would wait until Hedy's mood stabilizes for a day or two before he can visit.
Martin thought about it, it can only be so.
As soon as he hung up the phone, the Lamborghini 4S store called Martin again, saying that the car was seriously damaged, and the parts of the car need to be shipped from abroad by air, which would take a certain amount of time and is very expensive.
It will take about a few months to fix it.
Martin immediately said that the car should be repaired first, and then buy another one by himself, and let the manager complete the formalities to drive the car over. Martin directly transferred the money to the manager.