Obsessed CEO Throws Himself at Me

Obsessed CEO Throws Himself at Me Chapter 877

Asleep

After the glare from Arielle, Vinson lost all courage to keep offering boyfriends to Trisha.

It was a peaceful meal.

After Trisha hurriedly finished her meal—she could not truly enjoy the taste of her food—she rose to her feet, about to bid her farewells.

Although she was not a social butterfly, she knew how to read a room.

Vinson must have felt that she was interrupting them for him to have said that earlier.

However, Trisha did not hate Vinson. If he was even jealous of a girl, that meant his love for Arielle had to be plenty.

She felt relieved with that thought in mind.

After Arielle sent Trisha into a cab, she grumpily entered Vinson’s car. “Aren’t you a little too hostile to Trisha? She’s shy. You’ll scare her like this.”

“I’ll take note of it next

time? I doubt she’ll have a meal

I’ll apologize

wanting to start a fight with Vinson, Arielle sighed. “Forget it. That’ll scare her even more. By the way, let’s

as he mulled over the call he had gotten back when he was waiting for

call from the Specialized

told him that the target had stopped moving and that

killed Maureen, but should I

out about it, she was sure

as possible what was different about

entire trip to Rocher Private Hospital, Vinson was lost in his

effects had long passed, but he was still drifting between the conscious

Harvey was sleeping

weak. Nevertheless, nothing major would happen to him. At the very least, he was no longer on

“Are you sure he’s fine like this? Why do I feel like he’s sleeping more than a

to rest for prolonged periods after a major surgery like his. He can’t just start dancing

understood what she meant; he was only

will he