No Escape From Mr. CEO's Dangerous Love

Seeing her enemy revel in displaying affection with her husband on the opposite side, Lola lost her appetite completely.

She stopped eating the porridge after having just little of it, and went upstairs.

No one took notice of her or cared for her during her presence downstairs and upstairs.

Drying her tears in silence, Lola get through to Wendy. She had missed many calls from Wendy that month, for she was in no mood.

"Thank God, Lola, you finally call back! What have you been doing lately?" Wendy was walking around for inspection in the mall. Upon seeing the call from Lola, she hid away to answer it.

"Wendy, let's meet at Old Tree Café tomorrow." said Lola in a dispirited voice, not as vigorous as before. Wendy promptly sensed that Lola was not going well and answered: "OK, I will have a day off tomorrow. Let's meet in the morning."

Hanging up the phone, Lola entered the bathroom after taking off her clothes. She turned on the shower to immerse herself.

The past episodes kept playing in her mind. Mike, Sara, Yolanda and... her poor child.

Her crying was drowned out by the shower. After a long time, she wiped her red eyes before walking out of the bathroom.

Harry glanced at the door of the bathroom with brooding eyes but looked away the next moment.

Lola didn't expect that Harry would come in only to give a glance at her. Was she no longer the one in his heart?

Being absent-minded, she walked to the dresser and began to blow her hair on the seat with a drier. She went to sleep after drying her hair, without noticing when Harry left.

The next morning, Lola got up very early. Nevertheless, she still met Harry, who was already seated by the table, while Mrs. Herbert was serving the breakfast.

Did he spend the night at home? Where? With Yolanda? Or in another room?

Lola sat far away from Harry and had breakfast silently.

Yolanda had recovered from a foot injury. She went downstairs after dressing up.

She was in a lavender suit with a long black overcoat and a pair of black high heels.

What she had done aside, she looked noble and elegant. But it was such a seemingly noble and elegant woman who unscrupulously killed their child and made her a scapegoat...



"Harry, are you ready for today's press conference?" Also ignoring the presence of Lola, Yolanda sat closely beside the man.

"Yes, I am ready. Hurry to have your breakfast, or you may be hungry." What Harry said made Yolanda feel as if they were still together like before. In a cheerful mood, she started to eat a sandwich from her plate.

Seeing what happened, Lola didn't feel like eating anymore and put the rest half of the sandwich back on the plate. After wiping her mouth, she took her bag beside her and walked outwards.

"Lola, are you going out today?" At that time, only Mrs. Herbert cared about her. With eyes turning slightly red, Lola nodded to Mrs. Herbert. "I won't come back for lunch today." said she in a soft voice, before leaving the villa.

She could only walk, for her motorbike was still kept by Wendy and she had no other vehicle.

She put on the earphone and played a song with her mobile phone. The sorrowful melody from the earphone overwhelmed all the chaos.

She walked along the main road of Pearl Spring slowly in flats, but after over ten minutes' walk, she was still in Pearl Spring.

Hearing car horns behind, she looked back subconsciously. It was the familiar Maybach driven by Harry. He was talking with Yolanda on the passenger seat happily.

Lola turned her head and tried to walk aside. Then Harry drove the car away, as if she was only a stranger to him.

Gazing at the car which was driven away, Lola composed herself for a while and walked ahead slowly.

About half an hour later, Lola finally saw the gate of Pearl Spring Villas. The cars coming and going made her feel like that she was in a dream.

Throughout a month's isolation in the villa, she was cut off from the rest of the world, without checking Weibo or WeChat, and all she did was only sitting on the balcony staring blankly and reading books sometimes.

Lola, can you be what you were? She asked herself.

Before going to the Old Tree Café, she went to the graveyard. She visited the tombs of her grandmother and her mother. Their tombstones were standing still as always.

"Grandmother, pardon me for not visiting you these days, because I had been occupied." She placed white chrysanthemums in front of the tomb. Looking at the portrait of her smiling grandmother, she couldn't help crying.