Bride of the Mysterious CEO

Chapter 83

Chapter 83 Good Show Is Still Coming

Amara stepped forward and pulled Roman back. His palm was boiling hot. It could be seen that the medicinal effect had taken effect. She did not intend to dawdle any longer. She ignored Roman’s refusal and pulled him into her car.

Seeing all of this in the car, Elena shook her head in disdain, “I thought Amara could learn to be smarter, but in the end she was still so stupid. If Roman woke up and found that something was wrong, she definitely would not have a good life in the future.”

“Let’s go back first. The good show is still coming.”

Ryan ordered Xavier to drive away.

If this matter could really succeed, Amara would definitely publicize it. The one who would be affected would only be Roman. After all, the Monor family was a prestigious family. If this matter was reported on the news, the Monor family would never forgive him. This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Amara finally managed to get Roman to the front passenger seat. Just as she was about to go to the hotel, Roman rushed over and firmly grabbed the steering wheel.

“Roman?” Amara did not know what he wanted to do, so she tried to push him away.

Roman did not move. The veins on his arms were bulging and his forehead was covered with sweat.

He used his other hand to pinch his thigh to keep himself awake. This time, he finally saw the person in front of him clearly. It was Amara.

“Amara, what do you want to do?”

Roman shouted angrily. The man who was as gentle as water just now suddenly changed his appearance. Amara was so scared that she trembled.

“Tell me, what is going on?” Roman’s eyes were scarlet and fierce like a beast. He pinched Amara’s neck and asked.

His current appearance was definitely because Amara had put something else in his glass of wine.

Amara had difficulty breathing and explained while trembling, “It really has nothing to do with me. I also don’t know what’s in the wine. Roman, don’t be angry with me.”

Amara already had some regrets. If today’s matter was exposed, then all her previous efforts would be in vain. Roman would definitely not take another look at her.

“Amara, you better be telling the truth. If I find out that today’s matter has something to do with you, I will teach you a lesson.” After saying that, Roman got out of the car. His black figure staggered and blended into the darkness.

The real leather decoration on the steering wheel had been scratched deeply. Amara’s eyes were red. Even if it was so painful, Roman was not willing to touch her. Was Roman that clean and good, or did he not like her at all?

Thinking about it, Amara was still worried and got off the car to chase after him. Not far away was an ornamental lake.

Before she could call out, a figure fell into the water with a splash. Amara ran over and saw Roman soaking in the cold water.

Amara fell to the ground and tears flowed down unconsciously. She originally thought that she could really have this man today, but things turned out like this.

A few minutes later, Roman walked to the shore. His whole body was drenched, and the strange heat had completely disappeared. He looked coldly at the woman in front of him and found that Amara’s face was full of tears.

Perhaps this matter really had nothing to do with Amara. Roman suddenly felt a heartache and went forward to pull Amara into his arms. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have shouted at you like that just now.”

Hearing his words, Amara cried even harder. All the grievances she had suffered just now poured out with her tears.

“It’s already very late. Let’s go back first.”

Roman comforted her, but he was suppressing a wave of anger in his heart. If he found out who had done this, he would never let that person go.

After returning to the Lewis family, Amara got off the car. Roman didn’t say anything and drove away.

Amara stood at the door with mixed feelings.

“Miss, what are you standing here for? Why aren’t you entering the house?” The butler went out and saw Amara standing at the door. She seemed to have suffered some kind of grievance.

Amara covered up her tears. “Nothing much. I drank some wine at the banquet today. I stood here and have some wind.”

“The one who sent you back was Mr. Monor, right? Why didn’t he come in?” The butler asked with concern.

Usually, Roman would personally send Amara home. Seeing that Amara did not look very happy, could it be that they had quarreled?