We Are Not Getting Remarried: Show Yourself Out

Chapter 2001 Showing Off

Bella didn’t let Mike a*sist her. She slowly walked out of the room step by step on her own.

However, she was probably pushing herself too hard. Not long after she left the room, her strength gave out. Her legs went weak, and she almost had a close encounter with the ground.

Luckily, Mike, who was behind her, caught her in time, preventing her from falling flat.

“I’m fine… Bella shook her head, instinctively wanting to refuse. He pushed Mike away and continued to walk forward. However, after only a few steps, her vision darkened, and she completely lost consciousness.

“I don’t know what you’re trying to prove,” Mike cursed, picking up Bella and taking her straight to the prepared presidential suite.

Although Bella had lost consciousness, the jostling in Mike’s arms eventually roused her.

As she looked at Mike, she felt as if her usual senses were being infinitely magnified.

That crisp scent rushed into the tip of the nose, evoking a certain feeling.

That sensation…

Bella swallowed hard, unable to resist the peculiar sensation surging within her.

I feel so hot… I really want to take off my clothes.

in his arms stir awake, Mike was fully alert. “You’re finally

Bella didn’t pay him any attention.

she didn’t want to engage with him. She simply couldn’t find the words to speak.

was filled with fragmented

her at all.

she found it

Bella on the bed and started to call for a doctor, presumably urging the medical technician to come as quickly

long been tormented, could no longer hold back. She even took the initiative to hold. Mike’s

down, he saw Bella gazing at him with seductive. eyes, tossing and turning

few buttons on her clothes were accidentally undone, revealing a

turned red from what he saw.

look at Bella, and simply asked, “Is there… Is there anything I can do to

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grip, Bella pulled Mike’s hand, causing him to fall onto her

blush climbed from his face to his ears and then to his entire neck. He was as red as a

tomato.

gaze was flirtatious. Even her breath exuded

with his inner conflict.

his hand,