My Love, Enlighten me

Chapter 339 Don't you recognize me?

Gloria Taylor did not believe what Kenny Clarke said at all.

"I will be very busy lately. Call Carl Cook if I have any trouble."Suddenly, Kenny said.

"Busy for what?" Gloria was a little surprised. "The plummeting of the Clarkes stock ?"

Kenny glanced at her while Gloria waited for his answer, but he leaned over and kissed her.

"Ken..." Gloria leaned back, trying to avoid his kiss.

Kenny drew back slightly, pulled his tie, and said in a meaningful way.

"This bed was ordered from abroad by me. It’s extremely comfortable. Would you like to try it?"

Gloria felt herself blushing, and she pushed him away.

"I'm going back!" She said.

Kenny was pushed back on the sofa. He then lay on the sofa and said to Gloria with a lazy tone.

"Come on, I mean it. Let’s try."

The loud noise of the door being slammed answered him.

After Gloria left, the expression on Kenny's face faded little by little.

He sat up, took out a pack of cigarettes, and lit it up.

...

Gloria went home with fruits, but after she put the fruits in the refrigerator and took a banana out, a man surrounded her bath towel suddenly came out of her bedroom.

"W...who the hell are you?"

Although she tried to maintain the calmness on her face, the stuttering could be told her panic at this time.

She came home and saw a total stranger coming out of her bedroom with her bath towel on and looking like he just finished a shower...

Even for a girl who fought people before, it still threatened her.

The man stepped on his long legs and walked straight to her, looking down at Gloria.

"Don't you recognize me?" The man was a lot taller than her and at about the same height as Kenny.

His whole body was only surrounded by a bath towel on the lower part of his body. What did not match his handsome appearance was that his naked upper body was covered with scars, which made people feel he was dangerous.

A pervert who sneaked into her house at night and surrounded her bath towel on the lower part of the body after a shower.

The alarm bell rang from the bottom of Gloria's heart. As he approached, she quickly ran back to the kitchen and took a knife.

"Don’t approach!" She screamed vigilantly.

But this man was strong and tall, and with no doubt, he could easily hold her down if he wanted to.

Gloria's eyes were fixed on him tightly, lest he would do anything to hurt her, while quietly, her other hand was reaching to the phone in her pocket.

Aware of what she was doing, the man grinned and said to himself.

"Oh, she really doesn’t know me anymore. Well then, I guess I’ll have to introduce myself. Look, the name is James Moore." Before the last word was finished, he moved already, with a weird smile on his face.

Gloria touched her phone. As she was turning sideways slightly, so that James Moore could not see that she was holding the phone in her pocket, he approached before Gloria could see. She then felt her wrist was twisted, which was followed by the sound of the knife falling on the ground. Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

James Moore took her hands and pulled her into his arms forcefully, while Gloria was not as strong as him, so she could only passively be pulled over by him.

As soon as Gloria was close to him, out of the physical instinct, she bent her knees and hit Jame’s crotch hard.

"What the..." James took a breath of pain, but he recovered himself in a few seconds.

He raised his brows slightly, and Gloria could not tell whether it was a smile or anger inside his bright eyes.

"You are the first woman who could actually hurt me." He said.

While Gloria did not give a damn at all. She ran outside and reached into her pocket for the phone while running.

As a result, the pocket was empty.

She turned her head abruptly, James wrapped one arm around his chest, and the other hand was holding her mobile phone.

"Looking for this?" James raised the phone in his hand. Then he opened it and flipped through her address list. "Kenny Clarke, Special Assistant Shi, Carl Cook, Edith, Jenifer...hum, there are two names, let’s say, very familiar."

As he spoke, he looked up at Gloria with his eyes gleaming with something inexplicable in his eyes.

It was at this moment that Gloria understood that this James Moore could not be just an ordinary perverted thief, because as a man who could move so fast and take her phone without her awareness, if he wanted to hurt her, she would stop breathing right now.

"Who are you? What do you want from me?"Gloria stood by the door and asked calmly.

"I told you just now. My name is James Moore. Last time we met, it was too rushed to give you my name." As he talked, he turned his back to take a selfie, using Gloria’s phone. "But you don't need to introduce yourself though. I know you’re Gloria Taylor, and Kenny Clarke is your ex-husband..."

"How do you know me?" The vigilance on Gloria's face grew deeper.

"Ah, you’re adorable. It would be difficult to not know you since the media reported you one after another." James took a look at the photo. "Ha, see, I’m pretty good on it. You, too. Your friends would definitely like our selfie..."

Our...selfie?

"Wait, what selfie!? Give me back my phone!" Gloria strode forward.

"Okay okay, I’ll give it back after I post it..." James held the phone high, and Gloria could not even reach the phone at all.

Gloria sighed. It was until now that she fully understood the situation. This man called James Moore knew her well and he was here especially for her. She did not know his purpose, but the smart thing to

do right now was to leave first.

Thinking of that, Gloria turned to the door at once, and James Moore opened his mouth.

"Whoa whoa, I still have your phone, and don’t you afraid I post our selfie online?"

"Be my guest." Gloria reached the door and opened it.