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

time? I doubt she’ll have a meal with

guess I’ll apologize to

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

then stepped on the accelerator as he mulled over the call he had gotten

a call

had stopped moving and that the target

rescued by those who had killed Maureen, but should I tell this to

found out about it, she was sure to find

had to find out as soon as possible what was different

Rocher Private Hospital, Vinson

but he was still

arrived, Harvey was sleeping

would happen to him. At the very least, he was no longer on the

“Are you sure he’s fine like this?

laugh escaped Arielle. “You don’t need to worry. It’s normal for him to rest for prolonged periods after a major surgery like his. He can’t just start dancing

she meant; he was only seeking words of

when will he