A Sweet Night The CEO Loves His Wife Ardently

Because of Winnie's kiss, Harold's eyes suddenly widened. When he looked at Winnie again, Winnie had already escaped, and the chalk box had been kicked over by her when she escaped, leaving the almost finished blackboard newspaper and the lonely ladder.

Winnie... kissed him!

Harold sighed and put away all the ladders and chalk she had left behind before she escaped. He placed them in the classroom of Student Union before locking the door and leaving the classroom.

When Harold arrived at the school gate, Audrey and Bryson's car had already stopped there. Seeing Harold from afar, Audrey waved at Harold.

"Quentin, over here!"

Harold calmly walked to the car, opened the back door, and sat in.

After Harold sat down, Bryson started the car.

As soon as he got in the car, Harold looked out of the window, thinking about something, occasionally brushing his cheek with his fingers.

The car drove for several minutes, but Harold still did not speak.

As usual, after Harold got into the car, he would greet Bryson and Audrey. He would call Bryson brother-in-law very intimately. However, today, he did not even call Bryson brother-in-law. Moreover, he kept looking out the window. He looked... very abnormal.

When Audrey turned around, she happened to see Harold lightly brushing his face. When she noticed that Audrey turned her head to look behind, Harold immediately retracted his hand with a guilty conscience very quickly.

As a lawyer, Audrey could tell at a glance that Harold's action just now was definitely fishy.

Moreover, it was mostly because of Winnie.

Audrey narrowed her eyes.

"Quentin, don't you have anything to say?"

Harold's eyes flashed, not daring to meet Audrey's eyes. "I... What can I say?"

He was hiding something from them.

Audrey looked at him with a smile. "Can I ask you why you take the chalk with you, and... it's a little cold tonight. Why is your coat gone?"

Harold said nothing.

a blackboard bulletin tonight, so I have chalk on me. I left my coat in the

head. "But there is a pinkie print on your chest. Don't tell me

immediately looked down and saw that there was a fingerprint covered in chalk on his

then Winnie jumped down from his arms, holding

also because of this five-finger print that Harold felt even more

left on me by someone

"It's not Winnie? I didn't even mention Winnie just now. You already confessed and said it wasn't

not

and continued to ask, "Moreover, I just saw you casually rub your face with your fingers. You

face instantly turned

was so smart to see

should have become a detective. It was too

not answer Audrey, the

sighed. "I didn't expect this. I didn't expect Winnie, who was quiet and obedient, would do such a

looked at his

you stop mentioning

of. We can't just let it go like this!" Audrey confidently said, "Don't worry, I'll go to your school tomorrow to deal with the matter with Winnie. I

Harold was speechless.

She said something ridiculous.

"Audrey, don't say anymore."

afraid that Audrey's words would make Harold even shyer, so he whispered, "Quentin, to be honest, do you like

Bryson a look of

what

forget what Audrey said. However, when Bryson spoke, he

immediately looked

Harold was speechless.

had asked him, he could not dodge

not avoid this topic,

"I... maybe, probably..."