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You Are The Apple of My Eyes novel Chapter 17

James felt an inexplicable restlessness all of a sudden.

"Uncle Jason..." With a sad, worried face, James walked forward with heavy steps. He silently begged Jason for help pitifully by making a signal with his right hand behind his back. Jason had always been nice to him. He wouldn't refuse to help him, would he?

However, now that Jason couldn't even protect himself, how could he help James now? Jason looked away instead, pretending not have seen anything.

Every step James took felt like he was walking on a blade, and his body was enveloped in cold sweat. Right after he had approached John, James knelt down in surrender. He held his thigh and wailed like a baby, albeit without any tears falling from his eyes. "Uncle John, I'm sorry. Blame it on me. It's all my fault!"

James whimpered. He had always been a lawless dude. Even though he said that he would never kneel down to anybody, he was now kneeling in front of John. He was terrified of the fate he was about to suffer and the serious punishment that might be inflicted upon him.

"Uncle John, I'm really very sorry. Please, forgive me this time." 'Don't freeze my card. If I don't have enough money, I will suffer a fate worse than death!

Don't send me to school, please. That place is a prison trap for me, '

James fervently prayed in his head, hoping that John would spare him.

Without saying a word, John just let his nephew kneel on the floor. John's anger was increasing more and more by each passing minute.

James' lamentation and screams lasted for about ten minutes. Since nobody spoke, only his whining could be heard inside the room. This further aggravated John's bad mood and he became more and more furious. Meanwhile, panic and trepidation were eroding James' heart.

The clock kept on ticking.

Time passed by very slowly.

Having howled for a long time, James was about to lose his voice and his knees were almost too stiff to move.

But still, John kept his silence and didn't respond at all. His mood didn't improve and his face was even darker than before. What should James do to pacify him?

When faced with a critical situation, James always had a way of thinking for an easy way out. Suddenly, he came up with an idea on how to save his life. He immediately stood up, bravely braced himself, and solemnly said, "Uncle John, who hit you? I'll avenge you right away. I promise you, I'll make her kneel down and apologize to you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he regretted what he said though. This was not a good way to save himself.

Everyone in their family knew that John treasured saving his face the most. No one dared to provoke him or embarrass him, because they knew that he would definitely seek revenge even for the smallest grievance.

John sneered furiously. He looked terrible.

When he took out a cigarette, James instantaneously brought out a lighter as sign of respect and lit the cigarette for him. John leisurely breathed out a smoke, although his side face was still solemnly frozen.

This might be the calm before a storm!

At the moment, James felt like he was the cigarette between John's fingers. He felt his butt burning in fear and he was almost being choked to death by the smoke.

"Uncle John, please..."

With a sullen look in his fiery eyes, John ordered, "Explain everything in detail. The woman in Four Seasons Garden Hotel. And the accident today." His words were brief and concise to the point, and he didn't want to hear any nonsense. "Yes," James answered ever obediently and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

"You have been lonely all those years while staying abroad and I wanted to make you happy. The day you came back, I knew you were both physically and mentally exhausted. So, I sent you a beautiful woman to help you relax..."

"Is that why you chose a female college student?" John interrupted James impatiently, tightening his grip on the cigarette butt. The fire in his eyes was about to spurt out with rage.

"What? How is that possible?" After being stared at ferociously, James lowered his voice in confusion and explained, "I don't have the guts to send you someone as young as a college student. I definitely picked out a girl who is about your age. Uncle John, I know you're not the kind of person who is into younger girls. You wouldn't allow me to send you a student."

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