Chapter 207 Do Not Want Be Your Woman
"Yes! I care a lot," Ruby Kite looked at him, not denying it.
Craig frowned, looking at the woman in front of him, inexplicably annoyed. "I can give you anything except a title."
"I just want a legitimate identity. Is that so difficult?" Ruby Kite's eyes became slightly red.
She just wanted to date like any other normal couple. Why was it so difficult?
"If you want to be my woman, you have to bear all this," Craig still had a cold face and said with displeasure.
But Ruby Kite was greatly disappointed by his behavior. Shaking her head, she said, "I'm sorry. I don't want to be your woman anymore."
She used to naively believe that as long as they like each other, nothing else mattered.
But after being together, she realized she couldn't do it!
She cared. She wanted a legitimate identity.
"Take back what you just said, and I'll pretend I didn't hear that," Craig's face had turned terrifyingly dark, and his finger, which was hooked with Ruby Kite's, had shifted to her neck, as if he was about to apply force in the next moment.
However, Ruby Kite had made up her mind, "No, I don't want to be your woman anymore. That's it."
She was really tired and didn't want to continue. It was meaningless.
In the next second, Craig's hand began to tighten, a gloomy shadow on his handsome face, "Is that so? What do you think of me, Craig?"
"Well..."
Ruby Kite's eyes filled with fear. She had never seen this side of Craig before and suddenly realized that she had never truly understood this man.
Ruby Kite found it hard to breathe, and just when she thought she would die at the hands of this man today, he let go of her and turned to walk towards the door.
"Think it over carefully. You're not allowed to take a step out of here before that!"
With that, he disappeared from Ruby Kite's sight.
Ruby Kite covered her neck and took deep breaths, "You...you can't treat me like this..."
However, Craig left without even turning his head.
She was being confined here, her phone taken away, and Ruby Kite looked around in confusion, finding it hard to believe she had reached this point.
In the welfare institution, Evelyn walked out with disappointment.
She had looked at information about people wanting to adopt children recently, but none of them seemed satisfactory, so she gave up.
Honk-honk, the sound of two car horns filled the air, and Dermot appeared in a car not far away.
She walked over and got into the car, opening the door.
"How did it go?" The man started the car and casually asked.
Evelyn shook her head, "Nothing."
"Don't be disappointed. I told you to give to me. You didn't have to come." Dermot sighed, but also knew that Evelyn wouldn't be satisfied unless she personally made the trip.
Evelyn looked at him and said, "Mr. Doyle is a busy man, and I thought if I could handle it myself, I wouldn't bother you."
Dermot replied, "Stop this sarcastic tone. Even if I'm busy, I'll prioritize your matter."
Evelyn shrugged, knowing that she could only entrust this matter to Dermot, "Then Sorry to bother you, Mr. Doyle."
"You can just call me Dermot, or Dermot, or whatever else you like, but don't call me Mr. Doyle." Dermot sternly said. He was not pleased with Evelyn referring to him as Mr. Doyle over and over again.
Evelyn pouted, "Dermot?"
"Yeah, that works."
"I don't think so. It feels weird. We're not that close." Especially since Natalie also calls him Dermot, subconsciously, Evelyn didn't want to be like her.
"Then what do you want to call me?" Dermot asked.
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