Chapter 3: throw yourself into your arms
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Chapter 3: throw yourself into your armsHer nose was filled with the scent of men's perfume. She turned around and saw the man's deep and dark eyes. He was looking down at her.
It was him.
In an instant, she leaned against the man's embrace and forgot to dodge.
The assistants behind the man were stunned when they saw a woman crash into the man's arms.
"Doris, you don't even understand self-esteem anymore."Amos's voice came.
Because the wall beside the elevator was a little hard to see, he did not see her bump into anyone.
Doris's body stiffened slightly.
That's interesting... Before the incident of Mr. Henley, he didn't have the right to inherit before. The Amos who often had gossip asked her what was her self-esteem?
Doris came out of the man's arms, his back straight. She looked at the man walking out and said,"Amos, if I saw that message, I wouldn't Doris embarrassed to come looking for you."
Although that was what she said, her voice was slightly sobbing.
She wanted to turn around and leave, but under Amos's gaze, her legs seemed to be fixed there and she couldn't move.
Hearing this, the man behind her slowly raised his eyes and noticed someone in front of him. He looked over and saw a man and a woman walking out.
Raising his eyebrows, he saw the man walking over, frowning as he looked at Doris.
Does she still have a boyfriend?
Amos walked out and saw an unfamiliar man standing behind Doris. Before he could say anything, the man stretched out his hand and pulled Doris into his embrace. The fragrance of that man's body once again filled her body, as if it made every cell in her feel restless and uneasy.
"You..."Doris was stunned and turned to look at him.
The man frowned and said," Don't move."
He grabbed her wrist and pulled her into the elevator next door.
The exclusive elevator next door couldn't be entered even with the status of Amos and Wendy Moll.
The assistants behind the man didn't dare to say anything when they saw him holding the woman in his arms. They quickly followed him.
So Mr. Henley also liked women...
It wasn't until the elevator door closed that the Wendy next to Amos reacted. A hint of jealousy flashed through his eyes. That man was... Mr. Henley...
How could she be with Doris woman...
Amos stared blankly at Doris being taken away by that man.
...
The moment the elevator door closed, the man pushed her away without waiting for Doris to struggle. Her body was originally leaning on him, but now that the man pushed her, she almost fell.
She was a little angry. She turned her eyes and glared at the man in front of her. He was still wearing an exquisite suit.
"Why do you let go so easily? Do you have any gentlemanly demeanor?"
He had bullied her that night, but she had yet to seek revenge.
When the assistants behind the man saw this, they all looked at Doris, as if it was their first time seeing a bold person.
"Are you as reserved as a girl when you throw yourself into my arms so casually?"
The man said indifferently.
"You..."
She was about to say something when the elevator door opened. The man raised his foot and left. She hurriedly followed him.
Although he had just helped her out, he was still an asshole. She was a little angry and chased the man into the room.
"Shouldn't you apologize to me for bullying me?I know you have money, but can you do whatever you want with money?"
Her eyes were still red. A rich man was not a good person. Even if it was Amos after his identity changed, wouldn't he also turn bad?
The man gently raised his chin and the assistants left.
The room suddenly fell silent.
Doris pursed his lips and watched as the door of the room was closed. He knew that the assistants were afraid of this man.
"Are you very good at speaking?"
The man turned around and looked at her, his handsome face not showing any emotion.
"I don't usually talk."
As soon as she finished speaking, Doris felt herself being gently pushed by this man and pressed against the wall behind her.
She frowned and looked up to see his slightly furrowed brows.
He lifted her chin.
His fingers were warm and warm, but when they touched her skin, it gave her the illusion that they could burn her...
"You still say you don't like to talk? Have you been quiet for a while? Huh?"
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