She Killed My Ex

Chapter 131 The Way He Loves Caroline

Chapter 131 The Way He Loves Caroline

At the Shawn Group's building.

A black fancy car stopped slowly. At first, a pair of the long leg was seen from the car. Then, Bentley stepped down gracefully. He walked around to the passenger seat and opened the door.

Bentley squinted at the woman in the car, who had been quiet along the way. Without urging her, he waited for the woman in the car to make her own choice.

Up to that moment, Caroline still didn't know why she would compromise with him. She put on the suit he prepared for her and obeyed his orders.

A sense of self-loathing crept into her mind. She hated herself for being so incompetent. She hated herself for not even daring to resist!

It was close to office hours, there were more employees of the Shawn Group walking into the building. Caroline couldn't bear those eager and curious eyes, which were secretly looking at her. So, she bit the bullet and got out of the car.

After getting out of the car, the gazes of those who entered the Shawn Group's building became more and more curious and eager. She immediately lowered her head nervously and buried it into her chest. She didn't want the rest to see the slightest bit of her. She was like a person who has been in the dark for a long time and suddenly went outside. When she came into contact with the sunlight, she didn't feel warm, but it was too sharp for her eyes. NôvelDrama.Org owns all content.

Bentley walked in front of Caroline. When Bentley stepped into the entrance of the Shawn Group's building, he stopped suddenly. He turned to his sideways and looked at Caroline, who was behind him.

That woman was standing hesitantly at the entrance. She didn't want to move or crossed the line of her defense.

Bentley squinted his eyes and recalled how proud and confident that woman was when she walked into the building and his office back then.

The shy one had always been Winnie, but never Caroline.

Today, the past was still stored in memory. But in the reality, she was no longer how she used to be.

He thought of her changes after she was released from prison, how humble she was in front of everyone, the scene of her perfect defensive posture last night, and the moment when she exclaimed "don't hit me" in fright.

He was thinking about what she had lost in those three years and which one was more important for him to gain back for her. If making her smile was the way that Antonio showed his love to her, Bentley would want to regain her dignity and pride. That would be his way to show love.

"You can either come inside and go to a meeting with me. Or, you can turn around now and go back to your house." Bentley glanced at Caroline lightly and continued, "I'm not joking and I won't stop you."

Caroline bit her lip and looked at the man opposite her. She was trying to figure out his intentions from his face, but Bentley had always been indifferent. She couldn't see it from his expression.

Two options?

She was still with her head half-buried and carefully glanced around the surroundings from the corner of her eyes. Those eyes around were peeping at her. Those curious gazes were like a scourge to her at that moment. In a swift, she peeked at Bentley, who was in front of him again.

She tried to listen to the voices around her. Although those voices were soft, she knew that they were discussing her with those curious and disdain gazes.

"Who is that woman? Why is she looking so sneaky?"

"How did Mr. Shawn know such a petty woman?"

"Look at the suit she's wearing. It's a famous brand but it couldn't cover up on her shabbiness."

Although she couldn't hear all the intermittent voices clearly, she could get a rough idea about their discussion.

Her face was pale. She lowered her head and bit her lips tightly. She could taste the smell of her blood.

Bentley's gaze had been on her all the time. Since Caroline could hear all the murmurs around her, of course, he could hear some of it too. But Bentley didn't scold those people. He just looked at Caroline with all his attention. Back then, she was not afraid of words. She once said to him arrogantly, "Why should I care about the judgment of someone who is not as good as me?"

But for Caroline now, regardless of those gazes or those words, they were like a scourge to her and they could drown her easily.

Surrounding by all those contemptuous gazes and mocking words, Caroline ran away. She limped to the side of the road and stretched out her hand to hail a taxi.

Bentley didn't stop her. He watched quietly as the woman took a taxi and left.

He pursed his lips and hooked his fingers to his back. Then, Cyrus went closer to him and leaned his ear closer. Bentley told him softly, "Go and follow her. Pay her taxi fare. She doesn't have any money with her."

"Yes, Mr. Shawn."

Bentley glanced at the place where Caroline left. Then, he turned around and walked into the building. A gleam of light flashed in his eyes as if he was saying, "Well, you can escape today, but there is still tomorrow."

As soon as the meeting ended, Bentley left the office immediately.

Bentley drove to Caroline's residential community and found her dormitory with the address.

Knock, knock.

"Who is that?" The person in the house asked.

The man outside the door didn't speak. He bent his fingers and knocked on the door again.

The door opened. "Why are you here again?"

"Why can't I be here?" He asked with a confused look.

Caroline moved her lips and looked like she wanted to say something. But in the end, she didn't say anything. She asked embarrassedly, "Mr. Shawn, what makes you here?"

"Won't you invite me in for a cup of tea?"

"There is no tea at home."

"Plain water will do."

"Please come in."

Bentley ignored Caroline's reluctance and stepped into the house.

"I'm going to get you some water." The woman lowered her head and walked towards the kitchen. Suddenly, she was grabbed by his arm. Bentley said firmly in a low voice, "No need. Pack your stuff and come with me."

"Where are we going? I don't need to pack anything. We can just go like this."

As soon as she looked up, the man said with a faint smile, "I mean, pack your belongings. You won't live here anymore."

"Where do I live then?" She was panicked. She didn't know where would she live if she didn't live there.

"Live with me," Bentley said word by word.

Caroline suddenly froze. She couldn't believe what she had heard.

"Mr. Shawn, I'll live here. This place is fine."

Bentley didn't respond to her. He raised his watch and glanced at the time, "I'll give you 15 minutes to pack and I'll take you away after that." After saying that, he glanced at her and added a reminder, "No matter if have finish packing or not."

Caroline panicked, "Mr. Shawn, you are authoritarian, arrogant, and unreasonable! I am happy to stay here and I don't want to move out." In her mind, she was thinking that "I don't want to live with you!"

Bentley said expressionlessly, "What you want to say most is that you don't want to live with me. Don't you?"

When Caroline heard his words, her face turned pale suddenly.

Seeing her reaction, Bentley chuckled, "It seems that I have guessed it right." He was still smiling at first. But in the next second, his expression suddenly changed. His eyes were filled with coldness and he said, "It's 15 minutes and there is no room for negotiation."