No Escape From Mr. CEO's Dangerous Love

Harry loosened her grip around his waist and turned around. Looking at this weeping woman, he signed silently.

"Don't cry. I am not worth your tears. Arrogant as she was, except for acting, she never shed tears like this, let along in the face of Harry.

"No, you are worth! You are the only one I love, and I love you for you these years! You are worth more than that." Yolanda raised her voice lightly and sobbed. She would never leave this man! Never!

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Wronged and depressed, Lola went back to the villa. Would Harry leave her and return to his old lover?

What should she do? She shouldn't ask anything about their past, just as Harry never asked her about Mike.

Noticing Lola sitting in the living room staring blankly, Mrs. Herbert asked her curiously, "Lola, didn't you tell me that you won't come home for dinner tonight?"

Lola came to her sense and answered, "Yeah, I don't wanna eat anything. I am going to upstairs."

Mrs. Herbert confusedly looked at the abnormal Lola, wondering what had happened. Why hadn't Young Master come back yet?

Lola was waiting for him the whole night. But he did not come back.

Lying on her queen-size bed, Lola was in a daze. Would the showing up of that woman render her lonely life without Harry?

After having a simple breakfast, Lola went to the company. Everybody in the company was talking about Yolanda excitedly. When they saw Lola, their excitement turned into mixed feeling. Many even scolded Lola in a low voice.

Lola had a lot of work that day as one of her colleagues was in a temporary leave. She had to send the sample to a factory in the suburb after sorting data. Though it's nearly the time to get off, she was asked to pull it off in time.

Lola didn't wanna go there on her motorbike, because running out of oil halfway was the last thing she want to see. She tried to hail a taxi, but not a single tax driver was willing to drive her to suburb. Finally, one driver took this business on condition that she doubled the payment.

It took nearly one hour to reach the factory. As it was difficult to get a taxi in the suburb, Lola asked the driver if he could wait for just a minute and drive her back. The driver promised her for the sake of her higher payment.

Lola trotted to the factory. After making clear what she had come for, the security let her in.

Lola trotted to the factory. After making clear what she had come for, the security let her in.

Ten minutes later, Lola ran out of the factory, her face bathed in sweat. But...where was the taxi?

Depressed and angry, Lola cursed the driver for breaking his words! What's more, he had already taken her money! She forgot to take his plate number down. Thus she had no way to complain.

What she could do was to phone Harry and ask him to pick her up. She got through. But the call was rejected.

The darker it was getting, the more anxious Lola became. She redialed, but his phone was powered off.

Such being the case, she could only asked Zoe for help. Alas! How distressing it was!

No one nor even a car came into view. Struggling with her high heels, Lola walked back, with a hope of getting a taxi.

One hour passed. Her feet were rubbed raw. Thus she took off her shoes to walk barefoot on the asphalt road.

It was dark. She wanted to phone Wendy but that workaholic must be busy with her work. Lola swore at Harry, together with Zoe again and again. Feeling helpless, she couldn't help crying. Why no one came to her when she was in dire need of help. Boohoo....

She decided to call Harry one last time. His number was still powered off. Then she called Zoe. Luckily, the phone was picked up after ringing for a while.

"Zoe! What are you doing? Why didn't you answer my phone? Do you know I am in an emergency?" Lola was so angry that she shouted at Zoe the moment he picked up the phone. Zoe watched his phone speechlessly, having no idea about what was going on.

"What's going on? Who annoyed you?" Just now, his boss was criticizing them so he switched the phone to the silent mode.

"I have been walking in the suburb for nearly one hour and failed to find a single taxi. Come my rescue!" Lola turned soft after blaming Zoe. After all, it was not his fault and he shouldn't be blamed.

"....Shouldn't you call you husband first?" Zoe mocked.

"Cut the crap. His phone is dead. SOS...My feet were...injured by glass shards...Poor me." Lola felt so wronged in this pitch dark night when there was not even a street light.

Lola trotted to the factory. After making clear what she had come for, the security let her in.

"Where are you? I will be there soon!" Zoe put on his helmet and rode on his motorbike immediately.

"Where are you? I will be there soon!" Zoe put on his helmet and rode on his motorbike immediately.