Please behave My Lord

Chapter 350: Hot Springs Vacation

Chapter 350: Hot Springs Vacation

-I don't want to go do that kind of boring stuff. If you want to go, go alone. Don't ever take me with you,"

Mariana shrank in the direction of the window and made a faint sound.

Not expecting such a reaction from Mariana, Leopoldo looked at her in a daze.

-What's wrong? -A little embarrassed by Leopoldo's look, Mariana returned the man's question.

There was nothing on her face, what was he doing looking at her like that?

Leopoldo hesitated for a moment and suddenly spoke:

-Think about it.

He was reminding Mariana that she had to be responsible for her own words. What did he mean by

boring?

Go with someone else maybe, but not with him. Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

-I've thought it through.

Mariana's eyes were steady and did not hesitate.

Taking the woman as an example, Leopoldo sighed:

-Go home.

-Wait, I don't want to go home.

Mariana saw the driver change direction, heading for home, and she dedicated herself to calling the

other party. Right now, she didn't want to go back to that home just yet.

Not to mention what had to be done. Just facing Leopold alone is a headache.

-What do you want to do if you don't go home or go fishing?

Leopoldo stared at her, holding back his temper. Did it look like she was going to fight him to the end?

Mariana took a deep breath, not daring to say anything.

She didn't need to look up to know how terrifying Leopoldo's expression was at that moment. He was

like a lion whose temper could explode at any instant. He was annoyed when he said he was annoyed.

Staring silently at the woman in front of him, Leopoldo thought for a moment.

-"I'll give you one last chance, if you don't tell me, I'll decide," Leopoldo said viciously, staring at her.

Before his words could be uttered, they were blocked by Mariana.

-You're about to throw me out of the car, aren't you?

Mariana stared at the man, her heart extremely unbalanced. What kind of person was Leopoldo? She

knew better than anyone.

That possibility was not out of the question.

-No," Leopoldo denied coldly, watching her face.

Seeing that Mariana was no longer speaking, Leopoldo only tried to speak:

-What was the job you were talking about?

Suddenly, he found himself wanting to ask her more questions.

About her, he had a right to know.

-I told you, modeling and advertising -Mariana looked out the window and answered without turning her

head.

She thought she didn't have to report everything to Leopoldo.

Leopoldo was a great president with a famous and promising company, and his work was not even

close to the nature of hers.

-What kind of clothes are they? Remember that the terms of our contract are clearly written, you have

to dress appropriately.

As soon as Leopoldo thought of the word "modeling," he only associated it with car models.

His wife didn't need to do that.

-When you decide, I will discuss it with you.

Mariana remembered this before remembering that they hadn't talked about it.

But the designs made by Noe himself were not supposed to be revealing. If they were, it would not be

impossible to discuss it when the time came.

In Mariana's opinion, this was not a problem.

-There is no negotiation," Leopoldo was adamant and flatly denied it.

In principle, he had integrity, and as for Mariana's comment about "discussing" countermeasures, for

him it was not a countermeasure at all. He did not want to accept it, nor give Mariana the opportunity to

do so.

As soon as a catastrophe occurred, Leopoldo would immediately put an end to it.

As far as Leopoldo was concerned, Noe was only uneasy. Why, of all people, did he have to turn to his

own wife to be his role model?

-Can't Noe Cantero find a model? -Leopoldo thought for a moment and asked directly.

Mariana was surprised for a moment and was speechless.

What do you mean, Noe can't find a model? That was too funny. Her popularity was not necessarily

weaker in the country, and Leopoldo's words were funny.

Can't find any models? No way.

-This is not the address to go home to, where do you plan to take me?

Mariana could see that the address was not her home address, and with a slight look of doubt in her

eyes, she looked at the man.

The question of asking him where he was going was a lie. It was true that Leopoldo could go wherever

he wanted.

-I'll take you somewhere," Leopoldo looked straight ahead and spoke softly.

Despite the determination on his face, Leopoldo remained as if he could not see her. He looked at the

driver with a cold expression.

Mariana's expression froze, she thought he was planning something.

-Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch -she screamed in pain all over the car.

Leopoldo's face did not change, and he looked at her with indifference.

-What's wrong?

To prevent Mariana from acting alone, Leopoldo had to cooperate.

He wondered what Mariana was going to do again.

-My stomach hurts a little. I think that's coming.

Mariana leaned gently against the car and looked at Leopoldo with false eyes, inwardly praying that he

would be swayed by her performance.

However, Leopoldo straightened his back, impassive.

He was so cruel. She was suffering to such an extent and not reacting at all.

-You have a real bellyache, but you're not sweating at all.... Besides, it's still ten days away.

Leopoldo looked at the woman with narrowed eyes and unmasked her lie without contemplation.

Mariana's heart sank.

-Yes, you're the smart one," she snorted and sat back down, crossing her arms in utter displeasure.

She knew Leopoldo could tell if it was truth or lies at a glance.

But this cold-blooded man, why couldn't he follow his own drama? Or otherwise care about her, and get

the result he wanted.

No matter how he thought, she was still getting angry.

Mariana merely stifled her voice and sulked alone.

It was as if the scene had told something in Leopoldo's eyes. His eccentric mistress, anyway, had to

complain a little now and then.

Leopoldo stares impassively at his phone.

Only after the driver stopped did Mariana look around.

-What are you bringing me here for? I'm not going.

He saw that Mariana didn't like fishing, so he took her to the hot springs.

-If you don't want to go home, then stay with me," Leopoldo looked at Mariana and spoke in a

domineering manner.

Being able to find time to go to dinner with other people and be confessed by Xavier, her day was

indeed colorful. But even more enriching, Mariana had to remember whose it was.

-I... - Mariana wanted to say something, but Leopoldo got out of the car.

Not caring if she agreed or not, he would stride into the terminal waters.

The location of this store was quite remote and they had to go through a lonely lane to enter. Mariana

had to wait at the door or go in with him, there was no other option.

After much consideration, Mariana opted to go inside and endure a moment of peace and quiet.