CEO's Dumb Bride

Chapter 142 Her Fear

Chapter 142 Her Fear

She closed her eyes in resignation and chose to compromise.

When she opened her eyes again, she stood up and walked towards the storage room with heavy steps.

The door that was broken last time had been fixed, and it was wide open, beckoning to her like the gaping mouth of a demon, waiting for her to fall into its trap.

She took difficult steps. The moment she stepped into the room, fear engulfed her.

Lilian trembled all over. Driven by fear, she dared not move forward. She turned around to leave, but Nelson closed the door before her.

With a loud bang, the door to the storage room shut tightly, cutting off the last ray of light in her eyes.

Lilian's legs turned weak, and she fell to the ground feebly.

The space was small and narrow. It was suffocating, and fear enveloped her completely.

She sat on the ground, hugged her knees, and closed her eyes, refusing to acknowledge that she was in a small dark room.

She opened her mouth, comforting herself.

Don't be afraid... It was not scary...

Someone had said that to her before. He held her and gently comforted her, saying, "It's okay, Lily. Don't be afraid."

Lilian curled up into a ball, silently speaking to the person in her imagination, "I'm not afraid."

As long as she convinced herself like this, she wouldn't be afraid.

He had once told her that.

......

After Francis left the villa, he went straight to the company.

Nelson followed closely behind him. He caught up to Francis's pace, and they entered the elevator together.

"Mr. Landau, Clyde has been taken away. Once the accounts are checked, he should be sent to prison."

Francis stood with his hands in his pockets and leaned against the elevator wall without saying a word. Property © 2024 N0(v)elDrama.Org.

Nelson paused and continued, "Um, the tickets for the business trip tonight have been booked. Should we cancel Ms. Rossum's ticket?"

Francis finally showed some expression. He glanced at Nelson gloomily.

"Cancel it."

Nelson nodded. "Alright." Thinking of something, he hesitated and asked, "What about Ms. Rossum? Shall we leave her alone?"

"It's just three days. She won't die." He said coldly, finishing his sentence just as the elevator arrived. He stepped out.

Nelson frowned. Would it really be okay for her to live without eating or drinking for three days?

Nelson had never tried it himself, but he had experienced being too busy to eat for a day, and he couldn't bear it.

Moreover, Lilian was a girl.

Nelson sighed, but he couldn't persuade Francis. After all, Francis was still angry, and no matter who tried to advise Francis, it would be useless.

After working for Francis for so long, Nelson had some understanding of him. When he got extremely angry, he would be calmer than ever.

When Julian found out that Francis was going on a business trip, she immediately limped to the company and said that she wanted to go with him.

"Frank, just take me with you. Since my leg is still injured, I can't work anyway. It's a good opportunity for me to relax with you."

Francis pulled at his tie irritably, glanced at her, and said, "I'm going on a business trip, not for leisure."

"I know. I just want to go with you. You go on a business trip, and I go for leisure. There's no conflict." Julian clung to his arm, acting spoiled.

Francis sat down on the sofa and glanced at her injured foot. It had been swollen badly before, and she even had blood drawn at the hospital. Although it had subsided now, there was still a faint redness.

He found it somewhat amusing. "You're injured like this, but you still want to have fun. Don't you want your leg anymore?"

Julian sat down next to him, smiling at him. "I just want to be with you, and that's all. I don't really want to go play. If you go on a business trip for three days, I won't be able to see you for three days."

Before Francis could say anything, the office door was pushed open, and Harriet walked in wearing high heels.

"Mr. Landau, we should leave now."