I become a SheEO After Dirvorce

Chapter 680 Quarrel

She hardly gave it any thought and shook her head, her eyes red and teary.

Seeing her shake her head, Lincoln’s tense and towering figure relaxed at that moment. He rested his chin on her head, smelling the fragrant strands of her hair, and the burden that had been weighing on his heart for the past few days also lifted. It was enough that she knew, it was enough that she didn’t care.

Zayla remained motionless in his embrace, not struggling, quietly like a silent piece of wood. “Ding,” the elevator door slowly opened.

The elderly couple, who were about to take the elevator to move their luggage, froze in surprise when they saw this scene. Sensing the gaze behind her, Zayla pushed away from Lincoln, raised her

hands, and tremblingly gestured… “You don’t care, but I do…” Her hands dropped, and tears followed suit, falling down.

She turned around and ran towards the elevator, avoiding the gaze of the others, and dashed out of the hallway. Without hesitation, Lincoln gave Aziel a glance and immediately followed after her. It was unsafe for her to be alone outside at this late hour. The elderly couple stood in place, still in a daze.

“What, what just happened? This girl lives in our upstairs apartment. She’s the new dance teacher at the School for Deaf-mutes, quite famous!” “Yeah, how did she end up in the arms of your… boss? Your boss isn’t a bad person, is he?” The elderly couple looked at Aziel, bombarding him with questions.

Aziel hurriedly explained, “No, it’s not like that. Don’t misunderstand. It was clearly a quarrel between a newlywed couple!” The elderly couple listened and recalled what had just happened. They felt that Aziel’s explanation made sense.Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

If it was a bad person, she would have struggled and sought help from them long ago. Why would she push him away and run as soon as she turned around? It seemed like they were just having a disagreement!

“So, your boss is… her husband?” the elderly woman asked. Aziel nodded. “Yes, that’s right.” Her future husband could already be called a husband!

“Young people nowadays, so full of youthfulness. Sit down and talk things out. I can see that your boss truly loves her! He even followed her all the way here just to win her back!” Aziel smiled and said, “Of course! In order to win the person he loves, my boss even bought your house!”

The elderly woman blurted out, “So, your boss is that foolish guy?” Aziel was speechless. The result of Lincoln’s pursuit was that he saw Zayla getting into Wingfield’s car.

His gaze turned cold, and his eyelids twitched. He dialed her phone, but it kept ringing with no answer. [It’s so late, is it safe to get into a stranger’s car?]

[Is it safe or not?] [Answer me!] [Is it safe or not?!] He sent several messages in a row, but there was still no response.

Zayla sat in the car, and her phone kept vibrating. First, it was several missed calls from him, followed by his text messages.

Lincoln was a person who liked to keep things concise. He wouldn’t ask the same question repeatedly. But now, he sent several messages in a rów, just to make sure she was safe… How could she not be safe?

Wingfield was the sign language teacher specially selected for her by Maynmal. He was impeccable in terms of character and all aspects.

Moreover, their interactions at school during this period and the students’ reactions when they saw Wingfield all confirmed this.

They were friends now, no matter how people looked at it. Zayla bit her lower lip and replied: [He is my friend, and you are a stranger.]

The moment the message was sent, she didn’t receive any further replies from Lincoln. Perhaps her words had hurt him, or maybe he was reassured of her safety…

Zayla put away her phone and turned her head to look out of the car window. “My parents run a bed and breakfast. You can stay there for the night.”

Zayla gestured to Wingfield, taking the opportunity while waiting at a red light, “I’ll pay!” Wingfield chuckled, “It’s not a big deal. Aren’t we friends?” As soon as he finished speaking, the traffic light turned green. The vehicle smoothly moved forward. Boom.

Thunder rumbled, and heavy rain poured down on the car window, making a pitter-patter sound. It was raining? “My mom made some local specialties. I wanted to bring them for you, my new friend.

“I originally planned to ride a bicycle here, but my mom said it would rain at night, so she asked me to drive and pick you up. I didn’t expect to pick up the snacks, but instead, I ended up giving you a ride. “What I didn’t expect was that it would rain so heavily on the way back.

Fortunately, I drove, otherwise, we would both be drenched.” Wingfield said with a smile, then sincerely sighed… “Listening to my mom was indeed the right choice.”

Zayla smiled and nodded in agreement. Wingfield handed the lunchbox on the passenger seat to Zayla. “You probably haven’t eaten yet, right? Try these snacks my mom made.” Zayla gestured her thanks.

Then, she reached out and took it. Suddenly, a large truck appeared in front of them, and the glaring lights made it impossible to keep their eyes open!