No Escape From Mr. CEO's Dangerous Love

Harry squinted at Lola, "If it is a man, you are doomed! Thomas and Joseph, a President and a super star, you are really something!"

Lola pushed the man to get him up. Harry bit her lips and then got up reluctantly.

Lola straightened her clothes quickly and then walked to the door. Harry reclined back on her bed and fiddled with his lighter.

Lola opened the door to find that it was Yolanda, the woman living in the opposite room. "Why did it take her so long to open the door?" Yolanda thought, with suspicion flashing in her eyes.

Her suspicion doubled when she saw flush on Lola's cheeks.

There must be someone in the room! "I'll borrow your bathroom." Yolanda pushed Lola aside and attempted to go in directly.

Lola took her arm at once and tried to pull Yolanda back. "You haven't had my permission!" She stared at Yolanda with a cold look.

"God. It seems I guess right!" Yolanda clinched her teeth and shook Lola's hands off out of rage, "I just want to use your bathroom. Don't be so mean."

She continued to walk into the room. Yolanda was so quick that Lola failed to stop her. The only thing she could do was to watch her go in.

On seeing Harry, who just came out from her room, reclining on Lola's bed and fiddling with a lighter, Yolanda stopped

with grief and astonishment. Harry had left her room for more than one hour. But she still saw his car downstairs through window. Sure enough, Harry came to Lola's room.

Her eyes turned red immediately, "Harry!"

Yolanda looked like a wife who caught her husband cheating.

She burst into tears. "They are already divorced, aren't they? But why they are in the same room now and Harry is on her bed?" She thought.

Harry seemed to be indifferent to Yolanda's tears. He looked at Lola and said with a evil but still charming smile, "She was seducing me."

Yolanda bit her lower lip and turned around suddenly.

Then she strode to Lola and gave Lola a hard slap. A crisp sound of slap broke out in the quiet room.

The room was in silence for seconds. Harry threw a cold glance at Yolanda, who didn't put her hand down. But he put on the indifferent look soon.

See? Harry didn't defend her. He didn't care about her at all! "Slut!

Is seducing man the only thing you can do?" Holding her head high, Yolanda looked at Lola. That slap really helped vent her anger.

Lola rubbed her slapped cheek and then slapped back without any hesitation.

Another crisp sound of slap. Lola slapped back with all her strength.

She thought these two ganged up to bully her. But she was not a coward who doesn't dare to hit back after being bullied.

"Get out of my room right now, both of you!" She shouted to Harry and Yolanda with great rage. She felt like there was a knife piercing her heart at that moment.

Yolanda was planning to slap back. When she raised her hand again, Harry stood up from the bed and growled, "Enough!" Harry walked to Lola and Yolanda and then pulled Yolanda out of the room.

Both of them left

with the door slammed by Harry. Bang!

The moment the door was slammed, Lola was relieved. She stepped back vacantly and fell down on the sofa behind.

Much later, she picked up the cigarette packet which was sent free by hotel on the desk, took one cigarette out and slowly ignited it.

"Cough, cough, cough!" She started to cough violently after taking a puff. It was the second time that she had smoked.

She smoked one after another. The whole room was wreathed in smoke.

Then she called the hotel reception desk, asking for a bottle of Baijiu.

There was a knock on the door in less than 5 minutes. She put the half-smoked cigarette down and stood up to open the door.

After a quick glimpse of the opposite room with the shut door, she took over the Baijiu from the waiter and then walked back into her room.

She sat back on the sofa, filled up a glass with Baijiu and gulped the pungent wine down.

"No family and no husband. What's worse, my ex-husband enjoyed bullying and making fun of me with another woman. I am a pathetic joker now!"

A bitter smile curved her lips at the thought. Lola refilled the glass.

"We can just take each other as a passer-by and never contact anymore. But why? Harry, why do you come to me and bring me pain again and again. Does my suffering make you happy?"

She emptied the glass again. She couldn't walk steadily by then.

Then she picked up the cigarette which was almost finished and took a deep drag. "What shall I do to get rid of the pain and grief?" She wondered.

The more Lola thought about it, the angrier she grew. Suddenly, she smashed the empty bottle onto the wall and shouted out, "Go to the hell, all of you!"

"Why can't the alcohol help me forget him? Why thinking of him make me painful and heartbroken?" She felt a little hopeless.

She rubbed her messy long hair restlessly and then called the reception desk to ask for another bottle of Baijiu.

Lola lit another cigarette. After another bottle of Baijiu was sent to her room, she immediately opened the bottle and poured it into her mouth.

She thought alcohol could numb her pain, and the only reason why she would still think of him was that she was not drunk enough.

In the hallway of the hotel.

Two waiters were whispering in the corner, "I happen to see the super star Lola in that room."

"Oh my God! Really?"