Deep Affection: Honey, Come Back To Me

Nina, who John had been missing, disappeared from his arms.

"Little girl!" John looked around nervously, but didn't see Nina at all. There was only heavy mist. "Little girl, where are you?"

He called Nina and ran back and forth in the mist.

"Little girl..." With his eyebrows knitted, he murmured, sweating profusely.

Hearing the voice, Wynn opened the door and entered the room. Finding that John was in a nightmare, Wynn reached out his hand and shook John's shoulder. "Mr. Shi, wake up."

Hearing someone call him, John suddenly opened his eyes and grabbed Wynn's wrist. "Who are you?"

John said with cold and sharp eyes. He was like a wolf whose territory had been occupied.

Wynn was taken aback.

"Fuck..." Wynn cursed in a low voice and reminded John, "It's me, Wynn."

"Wynn." John murmured. He loosened his grip and sat up.

Wynn withdrew his hand. Seeing that his wrist was red, he complained in a low voice, "You are stronger than the little princess."

John reached out his hand and wiped the sweat off his forehead. Thinking of the dream in which he couldn't find Nina, he fe

to waste time on talking to Wynn.

He thought, 'My little girl is mine and she only belongs to me.

No one can take her away from me.

I'll fight with anyone who takes her away.'

However, what was more important for John now was to make Leon help him go to C Island.

A hint of slyness flashed through John's eyes. "What can I do to prevent being stopped?"

"I don't know either. I haven't been back for half a year and know little about the latest information of C Island." Leon touched his nose.

John was speechless.

"Don't look at me like that. I must have a better solution than you. After all, that's my home." Leon said confidently.

John could only trust Leon for the time being.

"Apart from hiding my identity, what else do I need to do?"

"Impulsive." Leon said word by word, "Don't be impulsive. Don't be impulsive when you see that Vicente is with my sister."

Hearing the name of Vicente, John's eyes were already filled with anger. He clenched his fists and the room was filled with the sound of finger joints cracking.

Whoever was punched by him would be badly hurt.