CEO Broke Down and Cried After I Divorced Him by Miss Rich

Chapter 0085

Chapter 0085

This kiss, unlike his earlier attempt to "stop the bleeding," hit Suzy with an intensity she hadn't anticipated. A spark ignited where their lips met, sending a jolt that shot straight to her brain.

"Smack..."

Suzy shoved Dylan back, landing a slap across his face. "This is the first and last time. Next time, it won't be just a slap."

With that, she stormed out of the kitchen and headed straight for the door.

She half-expected him to stop her, but he didn't.

Finding it hard to hail a cab from here, she didn't hesitate and grabbed one of his cars from the garage. He had plenty to spare, anyway.

his tongue Dylan watched from the floor-to-ceiling window as she sped off in his car, pressing against the spot on his cheek she'd slapped. After about five minutes, the sting was still there, a testament to how hard she'd hit him.

The look in her eyes had been something else, too—anger with a clear edge of disgust.

"Three years pretending to care while you despised me... Must have been a real chore," he muttered. Remembering how she'd restored the security footage in just five seconds, Dylan's eyes. narrowed thoughtfully. Pulling out his phone, he opened his messenger app, found T, and

sent a message.

into Suzy Frost.

it wasn't money she'd been after back then, there had to be a reason she'd

message halfway to the Harlow estate

"The same as before."

onto the bed, she headed to the bathroom and brushed her teeth- eight times-yet she could still

be seriously wrong

explain his sudden, bizarre

used to barely glance her way was

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up information about

was wasting way too much

years, he'd never acted like

that

just a simple case

rinsing her mouth two more times, she finally felt like the taste had faded. Stepping out of the bathroom, she went

not.

willing to part with that

was fine and encouraging him to get some rest. But Suzy knew that until

even changed out of his clothes from earlier, sitting in his wheelchair,

piece. “Look, I made it back. without a scratch. Can you

else. His gaze softened, and he gave her a