She Killed My Ex

Chapter 110 Bumping into

Chapter 110 Bumping into

A black Bentley stopped not far away. Hidden in the night and the shadow of the trees, the car was not so conspicuous.

In the back seat, Marissa said respectfully, "Thank you for driving me back. Then, Mr. Shawn, I'll get out of the car first." When speaking, she reached out and took hold of the car door handle.

Marissa pulled the door handle with a little effort, and was about to push the door open when a hand reached out diagonally and covered the back of her hand steadily. Marissa was startled and immediately turned her head in surprise.

She saw a marvelous handsome face looked rather grim beside her and a pair of incomparably gloomy eyes which were staring unblinkingly out of the window.

Marissa subconsciously followed his gaze to look over. When she saw the people and scenery, Marissa's beautiful eyes widened. Weren't they Callie and Mr. Tucker?

Caroline knocked off and got out. Looking up, she saw Antonio immediately. Caroline was used to seeing Antonio's handsome, smiling face every night when she left work and came out of Royal Club.

Sometimes, she herself became bewildered. She wondered how long this young master was going to dawdle with her.

"Come on, slowpoke." Antonio leaned daintily against the door of his Maserati. When seeing Caroline come out, he immediately went forward to meet her.

He still came to Royal Club to charter a box from time to time, occasionally he dragged Caroline to the night market to eat a snack, and by the way strolled the Tamdows River, enjoying the night

scene of Lehcaster.

It looked as if they were really in love.

Antonio walked up. With one hand, he happily held the slow woman into his arm and shoved her into his passenger seat with a hug.

In the other car, the atmosphere was like the cold storm was coming. The man's long and narrow eyes were staring at Antonio's hand coldly. How could this damn woman let Antonio snuggle and hug her with no rejection at all? He had an impulse to pull off the annoying dirty hand from the woman's shoulder. Bentley looked rather grim all over his body.

Marissa shivered. She peeped at Big Boss beside her cautiously and had a feeling of crying. Who the hell was able to feel relaxed when surrounded by such a natural ice cellar?

At the same time, she couldn't help but start to worry about Caroline.

Obviously, beside her, this cold boss's eyesight which was focused on Caroline at the moment was not friendly. His eyesight was not only unfriendly, but also very horrible.

In the back seat of the car, the man looked rather grim. His dark eyes were stared at the figure not far from the car window.

No one could read what he was thinking at this moment.

"Mr. Shawn?" Marissa looked at the man beside her, frightened and uncertain. His large palm moved her hand away from the car door handle, while he clasped the door handle firmly with his own hand.

Seeing this, Marissa felt her heart jolted. She thought that surely he didn't have friendly intentions.

A thought appeared in her mind, and Marissa pretended looking out of the car at Caroline inadvertently and said.

"Isn't that Caroline? But I almost didn't recognize her. In all the time she's worked in Royal Club, I've never seen her smile so easily and happily.

I thought she couldn't smile. But that's good, at least now she knows how to smile. It's not too bad."

Marissa summoned up the courage and looked at Bentley. "Mr. Shawn, you don't even know that Caroline was almost like an artificial intelligence robot when I saw this woman before."

The man changed his mind. He let go of the fingers that had pulled the door handle. His hand still covered the door handle, but apparently now he did not intend to push the door open to get out of the car.

"If Caroline's smile comes back, it will be a good thing. At least she'll be more like a living person, not a living dead body that only breathes."

Intentionally or unintentionally, Marissa said these words to the Big Boss beside her.

Her back was already drenched with cold sweat at the moment. She was also afraid that this omnipotent big boss beside her would see her intentions. But it was good to stop him, otherwise, that silly woman was going to suffer again.

The man's eyes narrowed and he looked at the couple not far away in a complicated way. Naturally, his sight also fell on that woman's face. He was in a trance. For how long he has not seen Caroline's sincere smile?

That smile was not hypocritical. She did not forced herself to smile. The smile was damn attractive and damn blinding!

A short distance ahead, Antonio shoved Caroline into the passenger seat and went around to the driver's seat. The Maserati slowly pulled out.

Bentley's eyes looked rather grim. He gave a cold order to the driver in front of him, "Follow him."

Cyrus said yes and started the engine, following the Maserati in front of them. They followed Antonio's car all the way to Caroline's dormitory.

Antonio pulled up under Caroline's dormitory. Cyrus turned to the man in the back of the car and asked, "Boss, shall we get out of the car?"

"No need, stop here." The man's face looked rather cold. "Wait."

Not far away, Antonio got out of the car, went around in the direction of Caroline's passenger seat and pulled open the door. When Caroline got out, he suddenly turned his head in the direction of Bentley's side, glanced quickly and made a provocative gesture-a smile.

Under the street light at the entrance of the building, Antonio's smile was showing provocation apparently.

"Boss, he did it on purpose. I'll get out of the car."

Cyrus said.

"No need."

On the other side, Caroline got out of the car. "What's Mr. Tucker looking at?"

She poked her head and tried to look behind Antonio, who moved half a step unnoticed and blocked her view. "I see the moon is beautiful tonight."

After he said that, Caroline also looked up at the moon.

Antonio's thin lips lifted as he looked at the side of her face. "It's beautiful, isn't it?"

"Hmm." Actually, it was not a full moon but just a bent moon. Or, was it because her eyes were used to seeing the ugly things that she couldn't find the beauty in life anymore?

For a moment, this question came to Caroline's mind.

A gust of wind blew through Caroline's hair, and Antonio naturally reached out and pushed it away for her. "Don't move. Your hair's messy." His fingers hooked Caroline's hair and pursed it behind her ear. "Get some rest."

Perhaps because Antonio touched her more frequently in this period of time, Caroline was not so sensitive. Anyway, this man did not listen to her no matter what she said.

After said good night, Antonio watched Caroline going upstairs.

He did not rush to leave. He lit a cigarette, took a puff and calculated the time. Looking up towards Caroline's dormitory floor, he saw her living room lights light up. Antonio then extinguished the cigarette, went around to his car, and took a glance in the direction of Bentley before pulling open the door to get into the car. He started the engine, turned around, and stepped on the gas. The car slowly drove out.

The Maserati didn't stop when it passed the black Bentley car in the shadow of the trees.

"Boss?" inquired Cyrus.

In the back seat of the car, the man ordered in a cold voice, "Follow it and cut it off."

Tonight, two luxury cars drove in and then out the usual residential quarter one after the other. Even the gatekeeper was a little confused.

On the quiet night road, there was a sudden sound of sharp brake.

When the two cars stopped, Antonio's Maserati and Bentley's Bentley were only two inches apart. Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

The rear-seat window of the Bentley car was rolled down slowly, revealing an expressionless handsome face inside of the car. A pair of beautiful eyes were looking at Antonio who was on the opposite car driver's seat indifferently.

Antonio's car window was also rolled down. There was a dividing line between the two men who were facing each other head-on.

"Oh, isn't it Mr. Shawn?" Antonio was the first to break the silence and said flirtatiously to Bentley in the opposite car, "Mr. Shawn stayed up in the middle of the night to follow me. If people in Lehcaster know that Mr. Shawn has this stalking fetish, I wonder what they will think of Mr. Shawn."

Bentley's face was expressionless. His thin lips opened. "What do other people's thoughts have to do with me? I don't need to care what other people think." Murderous intents flashed in his beautiful eyes. "But it's you who touched something that shouldn't have been touched. Do you still want your hand?"