Finding Love in the Boss’s Embrace After Divorce

Chapter 149 His Indulgence and Compromise

As soon as Huston said that, Evelyn felt even more aggrieved. Tears were about to flow out of her almond-shaped eyes. She held back her tears and said, “I’m not crying! Let go of me!”

How could he let her go? Just a moment ago, he had allowed her to leave. Now that he saw her tears, he was patient and pitiful for her again. “You’ve said so many unpleasant words. How can you cry first? Did I say anything? Why did you cry, why?”

His tone sounded helpless and indulgent, which made her feel even more uneasy. She protested, “You didn’t say anything, but you did everything! What right do you have to fire Charlie? He taught me so many things, but in the blink of an eye, he was fired because of me for no reason. What do you expect me to think…”

In fact, Huston had indeed considered these questions, but in comparison to his primary concerns, they seemed trivial. He admitted that his possessiveness over Evelyn was immense, but he couldn’t tolerate the presence of any man who harbored feelings for her.

She knew what he was thinking. She said, “Do you want me to get rid of all the men around me in the future? Are you not confident in my faithfulness?”

live a normal life and social life instead of being tied

it wasn’t that he didn’t trust her, but that he didn’t

tears,

a satisfactory answer, so she

out crying?” The man sighed, stared at her tears, and finally compromised. “I promise you. I won’t fire

and her mouth

cry in front of me again?” Huston never cared about a woman’s tears. To him, tears were

he understood why a woman’s tears were a deadly weapon. These crystal-clear tears could soften his heart more

and stop being as aggressive as before. She said, “Can you tell me in advance about what you’re going to do in the future? I don’t expect you to listen to me, but at least

known that he would fire Charlie, she would never have chosen to tell

a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to her. He said, “All you need to do is remember whose woman you are.”

tears and said angrily, “Whose woman I am? Why didn’t I

his deep eyes dangerously and said in a faint tone, “Well, I