Chapter 90 Contracted Lover

Ulysses held the umbrella, tilting most of it towards her side, even getting half of his shoulder soaked by the rain, revealing his perfectly rugged muscles outlined by the wet clothes sticking to his body. He gazed at her: "Can't you turn around and look? My car is right behind you." Seeing her lack of reaction, staring at him with red, teary eyes, cautiously watching him like a startled rabbit, made all the sarcastic remarks he had planned earlier vanish into thin air. This meek demeanor of Fallon was too obedient, her pitiful appearance made him both pity and resent her. Even though she treated him as a substitute, or even a toy, he couldn't bring himself to be too harsh on her, but he also didn't want to show it too much, lest she become spoiled and deliberately disdainful. He said: "Stop crying, get in the car with me. You look disgusting all dirty like this, it's sickening!" Fallon's pale face finally showed a hint of embarrassment. She first looked down at her