Let's Get A Divorce, Mr. CEO

Looking at the unpredictable man in front of her, Linda shook her head subconsciously.

"No." Cecil's eyes flickered with curiosity.

"Why not? Don't you like me?"

"Mr.Bo, please just...calm down," Linda stammered.

She wished she could put some distance between them, but with her back pressed against the door, there was nowhere to go.

Cecil chuckled.When he spoke next, his voice was sweet and alluring, but at the same time...dangerous.

"Don't I look calm enough?"

Frowning, Linda looked into his eyes and reminded him, "I'm not Leona.I just have the same face as her.Don't let yourself pretend that I'm her just because you miss her."

"When did I ever say that?" Cecil sneered.

"Fine, you never said that.But how can you sleep with a woman you don't even like? You're just playing with me."

Linda's lips pressed together into a tight line, as if she was trying not to cry.

"You think...I'm playing with you?"

The countless mischievous questions from Cecil made Linda sure that he was flirting with her for a purpose: to see her make a fool of herself.

swallowed hard and tried to turn her face away to avoid his piercing gaze as well as

his big palm made it impossible for her

face even

stopped, and his breath rushed into her mouth as

know how to

him, but she couldn't bring herself to accept his advances under such

red as a tomato.She had never

pressed his fingers on her cheek and asked, "Say it! Are you willing

to suppress almost bubbled

"No."

"Really?"

she confirmed in

wordlessly for a moment, and then

a sudden, he let go of her and stepped back, putting considerable distance

door and she tried to steady her

as she

eyes darkened as he watched her skittish

I say that if you cooperate with me and satisfy me in this

his tempting offer, Linda slowly

for her to tell what he was thinking at

his mind, she had to give him an

said again, "You keep wasting my time.After a minute, it won't matter what kind of answer you give me,