No Escape From Mr. CEO's Dangerous Love

"Well, nothing else. As I have said, I quit the showbiz." Lola answered briefly. There were things she didn't want to mention nor explain further.

"What about your arm in plaster? Is it all right?" Zoe obviously didn't believe. He took a bite of the steamed bun in his hand, chewed a few times, and gazed at Lola's face. She must be hiding something.

"... I got hurt when I was filming."

"... Because of him?" Zoe switched his hot porridge with the cooled porridge of Lola. His concern towards Lola was revealed naturally.

"Uh... Hey, I've had that!" Lola said a bit weakly.

"Do you have an infectious disease?" Zoe picked up some dishes, which were so yummy!

Lola rolled her eyes at him silently, took the spoon, and drank the hot porridge in the bowl.

"You should take nude pictures of him and threaten him every day!" Zoe looked at the expression of Lola and sighed. After Lola heard the words of Zoe, her gloomy and listless eyes sparkled instantly!

Unaware of the reaction of Lola, Zoe picked up a few dishes into Lola's bowl. "Take time to enjoy your meal. The sky is not falling. Isn't you going out of the entertainment circle? It's all right. If you can't find a job, my girlfriend and I will support you!" He said lightly, but Lola's eyes turned red.

"Oh, Mr. Dawson, you're so kind to me. How about I marry you and your girlfriend?" Lola ate the food in her bowl and it tasted much better.

"Good idea! Marrying us, there is absolutely no mistress!" Zoe said half seriously, and half in joke. Lola did not notice his expression, but kept thinking about the words that Zoe had said previously!

Zoe looked at her thoughtful look, and knew that she was not thinking of marrying them. He didn't mind, but finished off the porridge in the bowl.

When Zoe left, Lola mulled over Zoe's proposal all night and thought it would be practicable!

Lola stayed at home every day instead of going anywhere, waiting for her arm to recover.

After one and a half months, her arm got well finally! She couldn't wait to go to the hospital to remove the plaster!

At 9 o'clock in the evening.

Harry turned his sore eyes away from the screen, and looked into the distance for a while. His WeChat indicated a new message.

He clicked open his WeChat and saw a few words, which made him sink into thoughts. After a long time, he sneered. He turned off his phone and computer, and then walked outside the office.

His phone rang. It was Yolanda. He pressed the "Answer" button. "Harry, when will you come back? I have been waiting for you for a long time." The slightly spoiled voice of Yolanda made Harry feel a bit edgy!

"I am very busy today. I won't go back in the evening. Have an early rest."

Yolanda looked at the phone that had been hung up and felt a pang of pain in her heart. It seemed that he didn't want to go home when Lola was absent. He even turned a blind eye to the hints that she had given him... Harry, don't fail me...

Lola put on a delicate makeup and wore a thin pajamas in her down jacket.

At the moment, she sat on the sofa in the presidential suite of Telles Hotel, tightly holding her cell phone, and looking at the message she had just sent. "Room 2806, Telles Hotel. Waiting for you. I have something to talk."

He hadn't replied yet. Would he come...?

After a long time, it was already half past ten. She decided to wait there until eleven o'clock.

Did he have her in his heart? If he came, the answer should be YES; otherwise, she would be embarrassed...

She was lost in wandering thought. The endless waiting made her suffer. At 10:40, the doorbell rang.

Lola's hand holding her cell phone trembled. She walked toward the door of the room, took a deep breath and opened it.

It was Harry, but the expression on his face was so stern that Lola had never seen before...

She felt painful in her heart, but he came anyway, didn't he?

Harry saw Lola in black pajamas, with cold and seducing eyes. What tricks was this woman going to play?

"Don't wanna come in? Ex-husband!" Lola turned up the corner of the mouth and smoothed her long hair, putting every bit of effort into attracting the attention of the man at the door.

It was the first time for this woman to dress up in such a flirtatious way in front of him. And she even chose the worst time in their relationship. There must be an explanation! He must find out what she was up to.

Harry walked past her into the room, casually threw his briefcase on the sofa, and sat down.

Lola shut the door behind him with a mischievous smile and walked to the domineering man in the sofa.

In fact, she knew him well enough. So she said, "Boss Lewis, I guess you are extremely unwilling to come to see me!" Lola flirtatiously picked up a glass of red wine and held it towards him.

"Indeed. Take it away!" Harry did not hesitate to refuse the wine. God knows if the wine was drugged.