Leaving the Wrong Love Behind Forever novel Chapter 114

Sylvia's eyes widened.

Arthur was also stunned.

The woman's soft body, the pity of surrendering to his weakness and allowing him to ask for anything, was very similar to that night six years ago…

That night, he was too rough…

"Get off of me." Sylvia stretched out her first and hit him, pushing him as hard as she could.

The man looked at the woman's bright and full lips, and suddenly pressed them fiercely. The red lips kissed her lips, biting her lips hard.

A tingling feeling came over her, and her head exploded. She let him to deepen the kiss...

"Ah, sorry, sorry." The secretary manager, Zara Foster, came over with a stack of documents and was about to ask Arthur to sign. Seeing that the door to the CEO's office was open, she walked in directly and was suddenly frightened by the scene in front of her.

Mr. Bridgewater, who had never been intimate with women, actually forcefully placed a woman to the ground and kissed her in the office.

This was simply an anecdote.

She screamed in fright, immediately apologized, turned around, and ran away in a hurry.

"Get lost, you bastard, take advantage of me." Sylvia's face turned red to her ears and neck, and her heart was about to jump out of her chest.

She exerted all her strength to shove Arthur aside, hastily rose to her feet, and fled with her clothes in disarray.

Numerous staff members remained in the corridor, their eyes widened in astonishment as they witnessed her hurried exit.

Who was she? A woman in such a state, emerging from Mr. Bridgewater's office.

However, despite the collective gaze, a collective lapse of memory prevailed as no one could recall her name.

Back when Sylvia was addressed as Mrs. Bridgewater, this place had never seen her presence, and she had never accompanied Arthur to any social gatherings, rendering her unknown to the attendees.

With a sense of panic, she sought refuge in the elevator.

Upon catching her disheveled reflection in the elevator mirror, she noted her tousled clothes, flushed cheeks, and the erratic rise and fall of her chest.

Oh my God!

What on earth had brought her here? How could such a chaotic situation unfold?

Shame washed over her.

The moment the elevator door slid open, she swiftly dashed out.

...

President's room.

Arthur rose gradually, his lips pursed. The woman's lips possessed a certain sweetness.

"Ms. Lancelot." Mindy glanced at her with a touch of panic and quickly pocketed her phone.

"Show me." Sylvia extended her hand towards her. The words 'exactly the same' she had just overheard made her eyelids twitch.

Mindy stood bewildered and passed the phone to her.

Sylvia accepted it and beheld the image of a delicate and beautiful round face on the screen.

Is that Christopher?

She was so stunned that beads of cold sweat formed on her forehead.

"What's happening here?" she demanded sharply, her heart pounding irregularly.

Terrified, Mindy explained what had transpired.

Sylvia, as if struck by lightning, abruptly turned and hurriedly ran out.

...

The Urban Haven.

"Chris, do you think I did a good job with this gold ingot?" Jennifer shaped the dough into a gold ingot and cheerfully presented it to Christopher.

"Yeah, not bad. You're improving," he commented, working the dough with his small fists. Today, he planned to make steamed buns for his Majesty Mommy.