Uncle's Love: My Sweet Little Wife

Chapter 161 Someone Comes to Pick a Fight

James finished his suitcase and Nolan immediately took it away.

After Nolan left the room, James turned to look at the little girl in the covers. Her cheeks were red and

she was too shy to look at him.

Just now, he was a little out of control and untied her clothes. She heard Nolan's footsteps. After

escaping from his arms, she hid under the covers.

He looked down and kissed her on the forehead. "Be good and wait for me to come back."

"Okay."

Kara nodded. His kiss was gentle and affectionate. She felt as if she were caught in a fine, dense net. Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

Her heart raced like a mischievous deer. She had lost her heart to him.

She quickly lowered her head to hide her emotions, nervously tugging at the quilt.

Only after hearing his footsteps did she dare to throw back the covers and breathe, her fair face all red.

But his faint mint scent still lingered on her nose. She thought it was her hallucination. She exhaled

deeply again. Only then did she remember that she was on his bed. She jumped up quickly.

When Kara arrived at the studio, she still felt that faint mint scent all over her, even though she had

changed into a different dress.

"What's wrong? Is anything wrong with your nose?" Donald noticed that she kept rubbing her nose and

the tip of her nose was red.

Kara was confused.

She took out her phone and saw her red nose from the screen. Only then did she realize that she had

subconsciously rubbed her nose.

"No, I just smelled something strange."

She sniffed her dress again. Something flashed through her mind and her face turned red again.

This pink dress was hung with her pajamas. She slept in his arms every day, so she must have his

scent on her.

Moreover, the pajamas were very strange. It was dry at night, but when she got changed the next day,

she would always find it wet in some places, so she had never worn it again.

Kara lowered her head in thought, blushing.

"You can take time off to rest if you don't feel well." Donald was worried about her.

"I'm fine. It's my turn to go to the drawing hall today." Kara hurriedly shook her head.

The drawing hall next to the studio would be used for exhibitions when needed, and would normally

display some of Larry's paintings from his collection. Occasionally, he would put some of his students'

outstanding paintings in it.

Some people would come to the exhibitions. Occasionally, there would be someone who liked the

paintings of the students and offered to buy them.

The paintings that could be put next to the paintings of some masters were certainly not bad. Moreover,

the price of the works bought from Larry was certainly not low.

It required two students per day to work in the drawing hall. Today it was Kara's turn and she was quite

excited.

"It's your first time on duty. Let Jeffery take you there." Donald called Jeffery in and asked him to take

her to change into the uniform of the drawing hall.

Jeffery gave her the introduction to some of the works first and asked her to memorize them. She must

memorize them because some visitors needed the presentation.

Kara looked at the introduction in her hand and the corners of her mouth twitched.

She recited it quietly when there were few people.

The door of the drawing hall opened and four teenagers walked in. Kara stopped reciting and stood up

straight.

"Hey, you, tell me about this painting."

Kara frowned slightly at his words. Then, she smiled and walked to the painting, thinking about what

she had just recited, and began to explain.

She had a few pauses in the middle because she wasn't very familiar with it.

"As a staff member, you are so unprofessional. Get the curator here. I'm going to ask him what he was

thinking when he hired a woman like you," a teenager wearing light blue sportswear sneered.

Kara pursed her lips and patiently explained, "I'm sorry. I'm here for an internship. I will try my best in

the future. I'll ask my senior to explain it to you. My senior is very professional."

"We were in a good mood to see the paintings. Now our good mood is spoiled by your awful voice.

How are you going to compensate us?"

The teenager in the light blue sportswear didn't relent, taking a step closer to her with a grin on his

face.

Kara took a few steps back. These four people weren't here to see the painting, but to pick a fight on

purpose!

They were all a head taller than her. The four of them surrounded her.

"I don't know any of you. What do you want?"

Kara thought about it seriously. She did not know them at all.

"Well, little girl, you look quite pure and beautiful, but you are so bad at heart. You seduced my friend

but pretended to be innocent!"

Another teenager wearing a T-shirt and jeans snorted with contempt, his gaze filled with disgust as he

looked at her.

"Who is your friend?"

Kara clenched her fists. It was her habit to help her calm down, but her nervousness betrayed her.

They were just eighteen or nineteen years old and dressed finely. From their temperament, they didn't

look like gangsters, but rich kids who were troublemakers.

"When you were at school, you dated him. But just after the exams, you got engaged to another man.

A bitch like you doesn't deserve to be in a place like this. You'll mess up the paintings here!"

Kara frowned. When had she ever dated someone at school?

They were talking nonsense!

"So you guys came together to get back at me. Don't you mind getting yourselves dirty by doing this?"

Kara tried to stall for time. She tried to get to Jeffery for help, but they blocked her way. She had no

way to escape.

Suddenly Jamya came in. She tried to ask for help, but Jamya just gave her a cold look and left.

Kara was speechless with fear.

Kara thought of Jamya's hostility toward her in the studio. Her scalp tingled.

Seeing that Kara was so defiant that she had mocked them, Ronin, in his light blue sportswear, was

annoyed.

"You are smart enough to know that you are dirty. Now you call my friend and tell him you're just a slut

that everyone can fuck. You're not worth his heartbreak!"

Kara was furious.

She smacked that teenager across his face.

After slapping him, she felt her palm tingle before she realized what she had done. She swallowed in

fear.

The sudden slap not only stunned Ronin, but also the other three teenagers.

This woman who looked weak and small had a great temper.

She dared to hit him!

"How dare you hit me!"

Ronin's eyes glowed with anger as he glared at Kara.

It was an involuntary move and Kara was also stunned.

But she had hit him. It was him who said those mean things and deserved to be hit!

"Yes, I hit you. I don't even know you. Who are you to slander me!"

"Well, my sister almost couldn't go to college because of you, and you made my friend sad. I won't

spare you!"

Ronin had a short temper and raised his arm, trying to hit her.

Seeing that he was going to hit her, Kara was so scared that she stretched out her arms to block her

face, and her mind went blank.

However, she didn't feel the pain but heard a few screams in pain.

She lowered her arms in confusion and stared at the man in front of her in shock.