The Betrayed Heiress Is Now the CEO’s Obsession novel Chapter 192

hapter 192

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Anna sighed, rubbing her forehead. “It you keep this up, she’ll only hate you more. No one is attracted in so

someone so extreme.

fall back down, his expression dull, “she told me so herself. She said I shouldn’t do something like that again. Doesn’t that mean

“You’re right.” Zaclet his sleeve tal she still cares about me?”

But Anna didn’t follow his line of thinking. With just a few words, she skillfully shifted the conversation, gulding Zar’s thoughts in another direction.

Patiently:

fly and gently, she led him through a therapy session.

The session lasted nearly four hours.

At the end of the session, Annaottered her advice sincerely.

She crested that Zac slowly start distancing himself from this relationship–from the person who occupied his heart and mind,

“You need to shift your focus in life,” she told him. “Stop centering everything around her.”

Zac seemed to be listening. He even nodded slightly as he lett, as if he understood.

But in reality, he hadn’t heard a word she said.

“Distance myself from Charlotte? That’s impossible,” he thought.

That night, Zac couldn’t sleep.

He still lived in the apartment next to Charlotte’s old place, but she was gone now.

Silence filled the night

Zac lay on his bed, the room shrouded in darkness.

With his eyes closed, Charlotte’s face flashed through his mind again and again.

But suddenly, another face forced its way into his thoughts a man’s face.

It was Sean Jasper.

Zac’s mind conjured an image of Sean smiling smugly, cupping Charlotte’s face, and leaning in for a passionate kiss.

“No! stop it!” Zac shouted, his voice breaking the stillness. “Don’t touch her! Get away from her!”

Alour in the pitch–black room, he screamed like a madman.

Over and over, be tortured himself with visions of Sean and Charlotte together, sweetlywrapped in each other’s anns, even wildly lost in each other’s passion “No Charlotte..please, no.. Zac curled up on the bed, his muffled sobs filling the dark silence.

Zac, a grown man over six feet tall, was now curled up in a ball, sobbing uncontrollably.

Curlotte woke up from her nap, feeling a bit hungry.

Just as she stretched, the doorbell rang.

She brushed her hair a few times, slipped into a cream–colored fur coat, and shuffled to the door in her fluffy slippers.

“Hello, Miss Riley. I’m the cook Mr. Sean Jasper hired for you.”

Cutside stood a kind–looking woman in her fifties, wearing a wann black quilted jacket.

Charlotte passed “Please wait a moment. I’ll need to click!

After all, she couldn’t past let a stranger into her home,

“Of coume! No problem to lead and an M–Jasper I’ll wait right here, the woman said cheerfully.

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