After Dirvorce I become a SheEO by Vada Weeks

Chapter 738 The Pleasure of Youth

Sitting in the car, Melvin was filled with confusion. Why he climbed over the wall instead of walking through the front gate? Was this what they call the pleasure of youth? “I’m getting old. I’m really getting old,”

Melvin muttered to himself. He then pretended to have seen nothing and drove away from Bridgeland Villa. At this time, Zayla was lying on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep. Suddenly, there was a slight noise, barely audible.

Then, with a click, the lock on the glass door opened. Zayla furrowed her delicate eyebrows and carefully walked towards the landing door.

The moment the door opened, she immediately raised the vase and wanted to smash it down. At the same time, a hand firmly grasped her wrist, and a towering figure pinned her against the wall.

“Do you always have such heightened awareness, or are you trying to murder your dear husband?” A corner of the curtain was blown open, and through the light of the courtyard, Zayla saw this handsome face in front of her. In the next second, Zayla let go and got into his arms. The vase was about to hit the ground. Lincoln smiled helplessly, reached out to catch it, and put it on the closet beside him.

“Do you want your family to know that I climbed into your room through the window in the middle of the night?”

sigh of relief and then explained in a low voice, “I

this and was very satisfied with her answer. With one hand clasping her slender waist and the other hand firmly

you like to check again?” he asked in a low voice. “Check?

rational, she vaguely remembered being concerned about

burst of courage, Zayla’s weak arm wrapped around his neck as she whispered, “Mr. Nash, would you like to check that?” “Huh?”

window just now was caught on my house’s surveillance cameras?” He lowered his head, put the tip of his nose against

in surprise as her hand touched the touch screen at the head of the bed. With a “beep” sound, the lights in the room turned on! She blinked her eyes in astonishment. “I never thought that with your status, you would dare to

let the family of the sugar mommy find out?” Zayla blurted out, “Are you sure you are low-profile?” Lincoln was actually a high-profile

so, why do you still push me out this afternoon?” Zayla chuckled, “That was just a temporary measure.