Got On His Love Pirate Ship

Outside the KTV gate, Mr. Galer and the chubby man bid farewell cheerfully, and then he turned back to look at the stains on my clothes, frowned slightly, and pretended to offer me a ride back.

I politely refused again, saying I didn’t want to dirty his car. In the struggle, I was obviously weak.

As I was about to be dragged into the car, a dark figure rushed forward from the front.

Before I could react, my clothes were covered in greasy food.

It was the delivery boy who had been delivering food to me. He kept apologizing, but I quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Mr. Galer indeed lost interest and insincerely told me to go home early and rest before getting into the car.

Watching the car drive away, I carefully examined the man in front of me.

Neat short hair, handsome facial features, a height of over 1. 8 meters, a simple coarse black work uniform couldn’t conceal the unique youthfulness.

“Miss Olivia, I’m Jamie.” He awkwardly extended a hand to me, then suddenly wiped it on his body in a panic.

I didn’t shake hands with him, just smiled slightly, took a few steps, stopped, and said, “Thank you.”

Kindness from a stranger, in my dry and withered life, is like the scent of a fresh breeze.

In my small bathroom, I washed away the dirt and dust, letting the shower cleanse my skin as white as snow.

“Your only value is your glamorous appearance.” This was what my mother said to me every time she scolded me after I grew up.This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.