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

Chapter 0235

Chapter 0235

She still didn't know who the man really was, but somehow, he'd uncovered that the incident was indeed connected to Lisa.

Even so, Suzy wasn't entirely convinced by the results of his investigation.

For all she knew, he could be the one with an ulterior motive.

His sudden appearance in the fire had already been suspicious enough, and now, just when she was hitting a dead end, he conveniently delivered such a critical lead.

So, even after reading it, Suzy didn't take it seriously and tossed it right back into the trash.

For several nights, in a row, the man came back.

First, it was cake, then tea-he was beginning to seem more like a food delivery guy than anything else.

She never ate or drank what he brought, yet he kept showing up anyway.

He never stayed too long and always left when Suzy truly lost her temper.

At first, she didn't think much of it. But after it happened a few more times, something clicked-he seemed a little afraid of her.

Yes, afraid.

she'd get

intentions, would he

And

under her skin. The more he came

she came close to catching him off guard and

warning. It wasn't fear holding her back-it was the desire to avoid unnecessary entanglement. What if he actually did cling to her for life? She couldn't imagine anything more irritating. It was better to keep him out of sight, out of

show up, Suzy finally felt a sense of relief lifting from her chest. “Finally, some peace

made progress

out Lisa wasn't involved after all-the

even identified

Allen offered to handle it, Suzy stopped him.

arrived, the man, in his early twenties, was partying hard, a woman draped over his

word, Suzy grabbed a beer bottle from the table and smashed it against the back of his head. "What

cursing, but when he turned and saw Suzy, his attitude shifted instantly. “Ms. Frost! What a surprise! What brings you

dangerously. "Why shouldn't I be here? Or is it because, in your mind,

nearly dropped to his knees in fear. “Ms. Frost, I'm just terrible at expressing myself. If I've offended you in any

laugh. "That depends on how cooperative

everyone who didn't belong there to leave, then sat down on the plush sofa of the VIP booth. "Who gave you

eyes

spotted his unease. “Keep

caught, the server dropped to his knees, trembling. "Ms. Frost, I swear it

a thrill.