Hidden Flash Marriage: Love Me Back, Mr CEO

Upon entering the house, the CEO promptly summoned Madam Susan. “Is she in?” He inquired.

The elderly woman knew who the young master was referring to, so she responded, “No, Young Madam departed for Old Master’s house a while ago.”

Shawn nodded in acknowledgment.This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

“Thank you, Madam Susan,” he expressed before ascending the stairs, exhaling a sigh of relief.

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Dejectedly, the little girl turned around, tears streaming down her face as she walked away from the man’s mansion. What had she expected-that he’d fall for her…

Having spent most of the past few days alone at home, Mia grew inevitably bored. Seeking some company, she decided to make a visit to Old Master Mandez’s mansion.

Carrying a basket of fruits and a finely hand-knitted shawl she had just finished that morning for Grandpa Mandez, Mia headed out of the house.

After a delightful time in the company of the Old Champ, she bid her goodbye, feeling a bit lonely again as she exited the mansion.

As she walked up the road, sighing, ‘why does he always have to work late?’ she wondered.

Wasn’t he the Big Boss? Did he have to be so diligent? Mia rolled her eyes mentally.

Looking ahead at her house, she momentarily froze. “Huh?” Startled to see her husband back, happiness engulfed Mia and a cute smile spread across her lips.

She quickened her pace to meet him.

However, her steps faltered a few seconds later. Her husband was not alone; he was with someone of the opposite gender. Mia couldn’t see the person’s face clearly no matter how much she strained her neck. The distance was…

‘Another family member?’ She thought, but the next moment rendered that idea useless. Before her eyes, her husband and the stranger locked lips.

Mia’s heart shattered instantly. Unable to witness the heart-wrenching display any further, she spun on her heels.

Dejectedly, the little girl turned around, tears streaming down her face as she walked away from the man’s mansion. What had she expected-that he’d fall for her?

How could she have been so naive to think something serious could happen between them?

Mia cried like never before, each tear propelling her faster away from the pain and hurt, escaping the misery. So foolish of her to have anticipated anything serious from the man.

Eventually, she found herself outside Magnificent Residential Area, unconsciously entering a bar as darkness settled in.

The place buzzed with activity as she took a seat at the counter, only to realize she had left her purse at home when she reached into her pocket.

The cruelty of the world hit her. She couldn’t even drown her sorrows in a drink.

Mia heaved a weary sigh.

Unbeknownst to her, the moment she entered the bar, someone in the VIP area noticed her.

***

Upon receiving Shawn’s call warning him about his sister, Damien immediately dialed Yvonne’s number, but she ignored the call. She was well aware of her brother’s intent. After three rings, Yvonne switched her phone to airplane mode.

Facing a dilemma, Damien found himself at a loss for words and actions. Yvonne had transformed into a resilient woman, no longer susceptible to coercion as before.

Stubbornly resisting the idea of returning to the States, Yvonne took pleasure in embarrassing the Davis family by frequently showing up at Shawn Mendez’s workplace.

Damien pondered the unknown incident that prompted Shawn’s call… What had she done…?

Troubled, he phoned home to check if his younger sister was there, but as anticipated, she hadn’t returned since morning.

Deciding to call it an early day at work, Damien aimlessly drove around the city until he found himself in front of a modest, aged bar. Despite its lack of glamour, it held sentimental value from the days he and a certain someone frequented it in their youth. CONS.

Needing to clear his mind, he huffed, exited the car, and entered the familiar establishment. Recognized by the owners due to his frequent visits, he was quickly led to his customary spot and served his usual orders.

While sipping his drink, Damien suddenly noticed a familiar silhouette walk into the bar. It wasn’t until she took a seat at the bar front that he saw her full face, and realization left him stunned-Mia.

Wondering why she was there, ‘isn’t she a bit young for such a place?’

A rebellious spirit, he thought, a corner of his mouth twitching in amusement.

Observing Mia from a distance, he saw her searching her pockets for money, only to come out empty-handed. Chuckling, Damien couldn’t resist. He stood up and casually walked over to her.

Reaching her side, he settled on the stool next to Mia, dropping his credit card on the bar top. “Give the lady anything she wants,” he ordered the bartender, turning to Mia with a wide grin. “Lucky you,” he said.

Mia, surprised to see the dashing man, stammered, “Huh? How-come?” biting her lower lip in embarrassment.

Damien smirked, “I’ve been stalking you since the first time we met.”

Mia was taken aback, blinking blankly at the man, her mind processing his words. Suspicion clouded her gaze.

“Yup,” Damien nodded, adding, “if not, how will you explain our encounter the other day?”

Mia narrowed her eyes, lost in deep thought as she added the pieces.

Fear gripped her, “Wh-why?” she stuttered.

“Hmmm, ’cause I want to kidnap you and make you mine,” Damien teased, shrugging.

Mia shrunk back, becoming more and more uncomfortable.

Unable to maintain the act, Damien burst into heartfelt laughter, revealing that he was joking.

How was she easily fooled?

Mia, puzzled, stared blankly at the seemingly crazy man.

After catching his breath, Damien assured her, “It’s all a joke. Then and now-purely coincidences.”

Mia sighed in relief, realizing she had been fooled, and clasped her hands to her face in embarrassment.

Damien chuckled at her reaction. After overcoming the cringe, Mia ordered a bottle of Soju, and Damien followed suit. Despite the abundance of alcohol in his VIP area, he found himself enjoying the girl’s company.

Taking a closer look at her, he couldn’t help but notice her tear-stained face as she downed her shots.

“Who broke your heart?” He suddenly inquired, catching Mia off guard.

“Huh?” She blinked.

“You’ve been crying… Who is the man? Let me beat him to a pulp.”

Mia managed a sad smile, thinking, ‘That won’t be possible. He’s the one who beats people up, not the other way around. He’s the Big Boss.’ She sighed within herself, leaving Damien’s question unanswered.

As they conversed, unbeknownst to them, someone stared coldly from a corner in the bar.