I Only Want You novel Chapter 649

"I don't want that!"

Zena smiled drily, "Although the clothes in my store are not as good as your custom-made clothes, they are all high- end. You..." She pursed her lips, "You can't go out like this. How about... coming in and having a seat? I'll call my assistant right away."

James gritted his teeth and then looked at his clothes. He couldn't feel more uncomfortable.

"Open the door!"

He suddenly growled, which startled Zena. She said, "Huh?"

"I asked you to open the door. Can't you hear me?"

He didn't want to accept her clothes, and the clothes on him were the most important.

Elizabeth made this shirt in person and gave it to him on his birthday. This unique shirt represented her love for him, but Zena dirtied it...

He didn't know whether he could clean it up at this time.

Zena nodded repeatedly and opened the door with the card in her small bag.

As soon as the door was opened, James pushed her away and rushed into the room.

Zena staggered and almost fell down, but she was not angry. Instead, she looked at James's back and sneered slightly.

She raised her hand and touched her throat, and the smile on her face turned brighter. When she was supported by James all the way here and almost arrived in the room, she kept swallowing her saliva and suppressing her throat. This was why she suddenly vomited.

Ha-ha...

Did she drink too much? It was impossible.

She followed James all the way to the bar, and then pretended to be drunk. However, the result was quite perfect, and things happened as she had planned.

James took off his coat and directly rushed into the bathroom. Looking at himself in the mirror, he frowned and clenched his fists.

What the f*ck!

His lower abdomen was wet and cold. The disgusting feeling made him want to smash the mirror in front of him.

However, the most important thing he should do was to get his clothes cleaned.

He quickly unbuttoned a few buttons on the chest. As for the buttons on his lower abdomen...

His hand kept trembling. He put down his hands angrily, but soon raised them again. If he couldn't clean up the red wine on it immediately, the clothes really couldn't be worn again.

He was really out of his mind. Why did he have to wear this shirt? In ordinary times, he rarely wore it because he cherished it too much. That day... he wore it because he had become reconciled with Elizabeth. He wore it special to make her happy. But...

The hotel couldn't be compared with home, and there were no gloves. After struggling mentally for a long while, he turned his head, closed his eyes and begun to unbutton it.

After he finally took off the shirt, he breathed a sigh of relief, but his heart was filled with endless disgust. F*ck! It was so dirty! He just took off the shirt, but he felt that he suffered a lot.

He turned on the faucet, grabbed the clean part of the shirt and rinsed it. He had no time to take a bath.

When all the dirty things on it had been rinsed, he looked at the red wine stain and didn't know what to do. At the same time, he was worried that he would not be able to wash it clean.

He used the soap, and shower liquid, and then began to rub the shirt.