The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 566

She glared at Sean, “Why do you always cause trouble?”

At first, Sean thought she was just acting. She told him that writing was her profession. So, she should know that she had to always keep backup copies of important documents. But he could see her face was livid.

Estella took the laptop and the keyboard was still dripping. “Everything’s gone now… ruined!”

She scowled and then started crying.

Tears came streaming down her face as she cried harder, drawing the attention of the people in the canteen.

Sean freaked out and tried to stop her from crying. “I’ll contact the Larson Group technical staff right away. They’ll fix your laptop and you won’t lose any data. They’re very good at these things.”

“You didn’t lie to me, did you?” Estella stopped crying and sniffed.

She took a piece of tissue and sat back in her seat to wipe her tears, before reminding him, “Take my laptop to the technical engineers now. If it is really beyond repair…”

Estella was about to cry again.

Sean hurriedly waved his hand, “Okay, I’ll go right now.” He picked up the laptop and looked at their unfinished dinner on the table. He asked, “What about the food?”

Estella answered, “We can’t waste food. Pack

Group,

shouldn’t take too long to repair the laptop. But, Sean, are you really going to eat all that?” The engineers were surprised to see the two huge take-out boxes

at Estella. She seemed very anxious, lingering behind

you like to sit outside and wait for a while? You’re pacing around me, and I’m easily distracted.” The technician’s hand had been shaking while

with embarrassment. Her stomach started

hours to repair your

out the food. Estella, despite still being upset, had her appetite return immediately when she

at it just now,

She was so involved in her food that she didn’t notice the wound on

face changed; he stopped her. “We should deal with the wound first. You’re losing a lot

indifferently,

was a little angry. “It might not hurt you, but it’s making me feel uncomfortable seeing you bleed.

idea.” Estella wasn’t one to beat around the bush, so she leaned back and said, “We’re not

you have to be in a relationship to feed each other? You may be a writer, but you can be really conservative. Can’t you take me as your friend?” While he was talking, Sean took Estella’s fork and said, “Tell

pouted. If Sean didn’t think it was a big deal, then what was

did as she said, with

some watermelon.” While chewing the sweet watermelon in her mouth, Estella secretly looked at Sean from the corner of