"Janet Shao, what the hell do you think you're doing?" asked Daniel. He's voice sounded cold as snow, and Janet felt she'd been wronged, her eyes turning red in an instant.
She thought that Daniel never cared about her, and he didn't seem to comfort her not even in this situation, when she was terrified that she almost fell to the ground.
If she hadn't knocked on the balcony's window a few moments ago, she would not have slipped and fallen from the second floor.
"I'm sorry to interrupt you two, " she said. Janet, looking more pitiful than ever, turned the other way around and again started to lower herself on the outer edge of the balcony.
In that moment, Daniel's heart sank. He dragged her back down, and asked her, "What are you doing now, Janet?"
"Since you are not willing to see me, " she answered, "I'm leaving!" Tears couldn't stop falling down on her face. She was very scared of animals. Last time, when they encountered the Samoyed dog, he had left her behind without mercy.
But Janet's behavior made Daniel mad because he had no idea why she cried. 'What is she crying for?' he thought to himself.
He gripped her wrist vigorously, dragged her until they reached the bedroom's door, and then kicked her out. "Get out!" he shouted.
Janet sniffled woefully and thought, 'Am I stupid? No, I won't leave!'
She shook off Daniel's hand, took off her shoes, jumped onto his bed and quickly covered her head with the quilt.
There was a sudden silence in the bedroom.
After about five minutes, Janet got her head out of the quilt to see what was going on, but instead saw a pair of bright, malicious eyes staring at her.
"Ah!" Janet screamed and again covered her head with the quilt.
Then she felt like she was being lifted up in the air. Daniel put Janet and the quilt on his shoulder and then threw them out of the bedroom.
Kate, who was making the bed, was shocked when she heard the noise.
Seeing Janet come out of the quilt, Kate was surprised, and wondered how Janet managed to enter the house.
The two lovers stood together, looking at the girl who was now laying on the ground with scornful eyes. Even Janet, who was thick-skinned, was embarrassed at this scene.
She held her waist with her right arm and, without uttering another single word, walked down the stairs towards the front e
"Do you know what you did wrong? It's alright if you just wanted to own me. But you should not have helped Molly leave me!"
When Brian learns the truth, there is no chance for Hannah to win his heart.
Molly, who wants to run away from Brian, seems to be the only one to blame for Hannah's misfortune…
was powered off…
Then Jerry's number, but his was also powered off…
Then Sven, and this time she finally got through. However, a girl's voice came speaking on the other side of the line: "Janet Shao? Don't call my boyfriend again, and don't try to contact him in any way either!"
Then she hung up, and Janet was both shocked and speechless. She checked the number again and found that it really was Sven's number. Was she Sven's girlfriend? Why had the girl asked her not to contact Sven anymore?
Janet buried herself deep in thought by the shock brought by the phone call. When the villa's door was opened, Janet was still confused, pondering on what had just happened.
She raised her head and curiously asked Daniel, "Does Sven have a girlfriend now?"
Daniel was furious: "You rang my doorbell that many times to ask me such a question?"
Janet nodded her head, but when Daniel was about to close the door, she shook her head immediately.
"No, Daniel, stop! I was looking for you." She closed her phone, put it back in her bag and squeezed herself through the door and into the villa.
She closed the door for Daniel and smiled at the angry man, "Daniel, I've made up my mind. Let's get engaged!"
She had just found that she, actually, liked him!
Daniel's face then softened. He looked at the naive little girl, and sneered, "Do you take engagements as being trifling matters?"
"Of course not. If we are engaged, your dad and mom and my dad and mom won't worry about us anymore, " she replied. What an excellent excuse, indeed!
