Single Mother: Struggling With The Dangerous CEO

When Sophia and Patrick got out of the car, they saw a group of people not far from the hotel.

They saw that they were all executives of the Smith Group of Companies.

There was also the founder of the Smith Group of Companies, Chris Smith.

Based on their clothing and appearance, a person could tell that they were all elites.

The legend of the Smith Group of Companies in Hillwood City was like the legend of the Evans Group in Frostford City, a myth that could not be surpassed.

This was also the first time that the two listed groups’ leaders cooperated to meet.

Both sides seemed to attach great importance and had a friendly conversation.

Sophia stood next to Patrick in a very professional manner.

The people from the other party would occasionally nod at her, and she responded politely.

The two parties separated after a simple meal.

Perhaps the other company executives considered Patrick and Sophia to be too tired to talk business tonight after they had been on the road for seven hours.

Chris personally told Patrick and Sophia to rest at the hotel, and they could have the meeting in the afternoon the next day.

Sophia followed Patrick and entered the hotel lobby.She took the key cards for the two presidential suites and then took the elevator going up.

When they arrived at the door of the room, Patrick said, "Get up early tomorrow.You have to go to the signing ceremony three hours in advance"

Sophia nodded.She swiped the key card for the room and opened the door.

Patrick grabbed her hand suddenly and said, "Have a good dream"

"You too." She was stunned.

Ever since she went to his apartment that night, their interaction seemed to have entered a strange circle, and there was no longer the usual tension.

She didn't know if it was because he did not look at her coldly or because she advocated for peace, but their relationship had evolved into this.

After she finished washing up, Sophia lied down on the bed, very tired but unable to sleep.

Her mind was filled with the mess of the past.She closed her eyes, and hot tears flowed out.She asked herself, "Could I ever forgive him?"

‘‘No, I couldn't...not right now” Sophia thought sadly.

Sophia woke up with a wave of pain, and her intuition told her that she was having menstrual cramps.She didn't have any strength in her body.

It was as if there was a blunt knife being dragged back and forth in her abdomen.She was utterly drenched in a cold sweat.She struggled to get out of bed.

If she remembered correctly, there would be waiters on duty on every floor of this high-class hotel.She needed a hot water bag.

When she opened the door, a terrible pain suddenly hit her.She curled up and squatted.She closed her eyes to wait for the pain to pass.

When Patrick came out of the smoking area, he saw Sophia, almost curled up into a ball.

He did not think twice.

Instead, he ran over and asked Sophia.

wrong?" Sophia

get

light,

Sophia couldn't say anything.

that she couldn't distinguish between dreams and

not sure if Patrick was holding

the heat coming from Patrick's body

on the bed with her in

and wiped the

lower abdomen

to relieve pain, she saw that Patrick was tucking the woman in

seemed to have

couldn't help but take another look and found blood on the man’s

seem to feel

on the side of the

maid could not

woke up, it was already noon the

and she saw thunder

heavy as a grey curtain that blocked her sight.It was a

didn't dare to

grabbed the bag containing the

and forth outside the door

held an ashtray in one hand and a cigarette

butts, she could deduce that Patrick had been waiting a long time and

the afternoon contract signing was

it was very likely that she would be late because

"Mr.Evans..."

wanted to say something to explain,

didn't say anything and

Sophia felt the car's speed constantly

was clearly in

Sophia understood Patrick's principle.

afford to

The rain was heavy.

quickly and turned

visibility was low, but they did not slow

speed now was at one hundred

step on

Sophia was also worried.

they were late, what would the consequences

looked out of the

vague outline of the buildings and pedestrians on both sides of the

dog lying on the side of the road

she remembered herself five years

squatted on

to save it? Sophia

frowned, "Sophia, we don't

first, I promise

eyes were sparkling with tears,

don't push your luck!" Patrick

were gripping the steering wheel tightly.She did not know how she could tell, but she