Kidnapped by the Cold-Hearted CEO: His Sweet Obsession

t then, her resistance suddenly weakened, turning into a faint tremble, so

th

touched his lips-w

. Because of h

his touch that u

me into his life first. But looking at her, tears streaki

mn

t when it came to her, he just couldn't cross the line. She had a grip

ed away. He straightened his suit jacket, forcing back the

sat up slowly on the bed, dazed for a moment, then hugged herself tightly

are you? Plea

h. Her whole body was shaking uncontrollabl

solve anything. She had

the back of her hand, she tried hard

her away like a psychopath. He kept insisting he knew her-even called her by name. And he didn't seem like he wa

mind was still reeling. Som

lips, and she scrubbed at them hard, as if

e-it terrified her thinking about it. She wa

e wanted. What mattered was that she couldn't just sit aro

ll was she sup

ppening. That meant she had to find her own way out. But if she just walked out the front door, she'd be s

to his own. He pulled out a cigarette, slumped down by the floor-

n and out like a heartbeat, the smoke wrapping arou

tell him she's at a church, marrying some other guy. He thought they screwed up, figured it had to be a mix-u

sibly marry someo

w you"-kept echoing in his head, burnin

r look hurt like that... he just couldn't

m I supposed t

ng cigarette after cigarette, searching

ey said as he walked in after knoc

nod and calmly snuff

I send someone to bring her to

nd slipping into his pocke

de his way towar

ely straightened when they saw him, one of

s walk

Completely empty. His expres

Miss Carter didn't leave," one of th

side. He glanced at the empty bed, then strode straight to t

the bedsheets as a rope. Just as some soun

s just the two of them