Finding Love in the Boss’s Embrace After Divorce

Chapter 505 What Are You Thinking About When We’re Kissing?

When Huston received the call from the police station, it was about eight o’clock the next morning. He didn’t sleep until three o’clock in the morning last night. He was exhausted, but he immediately woke up when he saw the caller ID.

“Mr. Lloyd, Ms. Shelton has something to discuss with you. Please come over.”

Hearing this, Huston frowned. Usually, when something happened, Evelyn would directly call him instead of sending messages through others. This was somewhat unusual today.

His heart sank. “How is she?”

“Don’t worry, Mr. Lloyd. Ms. Shelton is fine.”

Hearing such an answer, Huston was not completely at ease. Instead, he had a bad feeling. He knew Evelyn too well. The two of them had a tacit understanding of each other. There must be a reason for her to do this.

What could make her unwilling to talk to him?

With an anxious mood, Huston drove to the police station. He parked the car in the courtyard and hastily walked inside.

time, he went straight to

was pushed open, he saw Evelyn’s pale face, which made him feel lifeless.

had never seen such Evelyn before. Even when she was brought to the police station previously, she had never had such

feeling well. He walked over nervously and asked, “What’s

spoke, he raised his hand to touch her forehead. He wanted to see if she had a fever, but she suddenly shrank back before he could touch her

hand suddenly stopped, unsure whether to lower it or continue

empty eyes, Evelyn took the printed papers from the drawer to the table and said without looking at him, “Sit down. I have something to

was in no mood to think about anything else. He said with great concern, “Tell me what’s wrong with you first. Then we can

emotion finally appeared in the

his fragrance, bul now she only

eyes met. No one knew

arms around his neck and pulled

eyes, warm tears welling up at the corners. Her cold lips leaned close

lifted her chin with one

her eyes damp with mockery. “Huston, sometimes I wonder, what are you thinking about when we’re