A Sweet Night The CEO Loves His Wife Ardently

Then, everyone watched Rodger being beaten by Raymond. At first, Rodger screamed in pain, but then, there were only groans. He no longer had the strength to shout. However, Veronica didn't hear these sounds because the car was very well soundproofed. The music in the car made her drowsy already after relaxing in the car.

Outside, the beating continued. Rodger's face was swollen, and no one recognized the man as Rodger anymore.

Rodger was beaten by Raymond until he was on the verge of death.

On the side, Devin gaped at Raymond's crazed appearance. Moreover, Raymond did not seem to have any intention of stopping.

After all, Rodger was a foreign national and a representative of Fortune Group. If Rodger really died here, there would be trouble.

Raymond grabbed Rodger's neck in his hand. Rodger's eyes were so swollen that they could not be opened. Raymond's face was red. He wanted to punch Rodger, but his arm was grabbed by Devin behind him.

"Mr. Cordova, that's enough. You can't kill him."

"Let go!" Raymond's face was gloomy, and the words he spat out were extremely cold as if he was about to vent his anger on Devin.

Devin gathered his courage and gripped Raymond's arm tightly. "Mr. Cordova, that's enough. Besides, Ms. Luke is still waiting for you in the car. She must be frightened."

Hearing this, Raymond calmed down a little.

However, he could not let Rodger off so easily.

The dagger that Rodger used to threaten Veronica was still on the ground. Raymond stared at Rodger's right hand without blinking. The blade fell and Rodger's right hand was cut off. The pain in Rodger's right hand made him scream.From NôvelDrama.Org.

Raymond let go of Rodger and walked towards the black Bentley. The fierce aura emitted by his body had mostly disappeared.

Devin looked at Rodger, who had lost one of his hands, and asked two people, "Take him away!"

Raymond opened the car door and got in. Probably because Veronica had waited for too long, she seemed to have fallen asleep while leaning against the back seat.

Raymond stared at her face and reached out to hug her, moving her inside. Just as he touched her, Veronica woke up.

Veronica shrank back in panic and screamed, "Don't touch me! Don't touch me!"

Looking at Veronica's current appearance, Raymond regretted not using the dagger to cut Rodger's throat.

"Veronica," Raymond sat beside her and gently called out. "It's me. I'm Raymond. You're fine now. You're safe."

Raymond's voice sounded. Veronica lifted her face, which was buried in her knees, slightly.

"Who are you?" Veronica was like a wounded little beast, and her eyes were filled with disbelief. There was a sparkling light flashing in her eyes.

Veronica usually seemed strong and often helped others. But she was just a girl. She would feel scared and helpless.

She must be extremely scared just now.

"It was me, Raymond." Raymond gently touched Veronica. Feeling that she did not resist, he pulled her into his arms. Her body was still trembling. His palm gently patted her back and comforted her softly, "Alright, it's fine now. I've always been here. No one will hurt you."

Smelling the familiar scent of Raymond at the tip of her nose, Veronica finally confirmed that she was really in Raymond's embrace.

She was sure she was all right.

Before this, she had even prepared for the worst.

Fortunately, he came.

Veronica did not speak. She just hugged Raymond tightly. Her trembling body slowly calmed down. She didn't cry, but her tears completely soaked through the part of his shirt on his shoulder. Later, Veronica fell asleep. Raymond adjusted Veronica's posture and let her fall asleep in his arms. He whispered to Devin to turn off the music.

Devin, who was driving in front, looked at the scene in the rearview mirror. Then he smiled and silently turned off the music.

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When they returned to the Cordova's house, Veronica was still sleeping soundly. Raymond was holding her. Devin opened the car door. Then he sent Veronica and Raymond to the villa before leaving. Marie was shocked to see Raymond come in carrying Veronica, who was covered in injuries.

"Mr. Cordova, what is going on? How did Veronica become like this?"

"Marie, go and prepare the hot water and medical kit. The injuries on her body must be treated as soon as possible."

"OK." Marie quickly turned around to take the things Raymond said.

On the other side, Raymond carried Veronica to the guest bedroom.

He laid Veronica on the bed, pulled the covers over her, and then looked at her face.

Her face was still swollen, but it was much better. His eyes turned gloomy when he saw the red fingerprints on her face.

Looking at Veronica, he felt a little guilty again.

If he had found out earlier that Veronica was the one who saved Shirley, he would not have given Rodger a chance to hurt her no matter what.

He wanted to touch her face, but when he thought of how she dodged his hand in pain, he retracted his hand.

At this time, his phone rang.

Veronica, who was lying on the bed, frowned uneasily because of the ringing of his phone.

Raymond frowned. Originally, he wanted to hang up the phone, but when he saw Shirley's name on the screen, he frowned and quickly walked out of the room and closed the door. "Hey," Raymond said in a low voice.

Shirley's urgent voice came from the microphone. "Raymond, you haven't come to the hospital. I am very worried that something has happened to you. Are you okay?"

"I'm fine. Something has happened to Veronica," Raymond said indifferently.

Shirley felt like there was a lump in her throat. Did Raymond not see her because of Veronica? Did Veronica deliberately not let him see her?

Shirley endured the pain in her heart and asked with difficulty, "What happened to her? Is she alright?"

"She was a little frightened, and now she's fine and asleep." Raymond turned around to glance at the tightly shut door. "I was going to see you today, but I didn't go. I forgot to call you. Sorry." "It's fine. It's just a small matter. As long as you're fine, I'm relieved."

"It's getting late. Go get some rest early."

"Will you come to see me tomorrow?" Shirley immediately asked.

"I don't have time tomorrow." He hadn't been around Veronica for the past few days, and that was why something happened to her. He intended to spend time with Veronica tomorrow. "You just stay in the hospital and take good care of yourself. When I have time, I will come to see you."

"Alright then." There was a hint of disappointment in Shirley's voice. She could tell that Raymond was deliberately lowering his voice, afraid of disturbing Veronica. "You should also get an early night's rest." After he hung up the phone, Raymond dialed another number. His face was terrifyingly gloomy. "I have something for you to do. It must be done before eight in the morning."