I Don't Have Any Other Hobbies

The corner of Lance's mouth curved downwards bit by bit. His eyes were scarlet as he stared at the iPad on the ground. Anger was taking his rationality away.

His gaze suddenly fell on Desiree's face.

Desiree trembled upon sensing his fury.

However, there was a voice deep in her heart reminding her.

No matter how angry Lance would be, he wouldn't go too far when facing her. It was because she had saved his life. Lance looked cruel, but he was a grateful man. When Lance discovered that she was still with that man, he was extremely angry but didn't touch her.

Therefore, in the face of Lance's anger, Desiree still raised her chin arrogantly. She was certain that Lance would not hurt her.

Lance's face suddenly turned ferocious as he approached Desiree. He grabbed Desiree's neck with one hand and dragged her. He pressed her against the wall behind him.

In such a short time, Desiree felt fear. It was a fear that someone could take her life at any time.