CEO's Dumb Bride novel Chapter 118

Chapter 118 Suffocation

Lilian, "Thank you. I'm okay now."

"Good," Johnson said with a smile. He turned his eyes and landed on the medicine bag on the coffee table. "Lily, are you not feeling well?"

Lilian grabbed the medicine on the table, stuffed it into the drawer under the coffee table, and gestured, "Just a little cold."

Johnson nodded, "You have to pay attention to even a small cold. The flu is very serious this season."

Lilian pursed her lips and stared at him. He seemed to have no intention of leaving.

She gestured, "Francis is with Julian, and he probably won't come back."

The subtext was to tell him to leave quickly, but he didn't seem to understand. He said, "This is his home, and why won't he come back? I'll just wait. I've been waiting for so long anyway."

Lilian was silent.

When she was alone with him, she would always feel inexplicable uneasiness and fear, just like the suffocation in the dream just now.

She even suspected that it was Johnson who covered her mouth and nose just now to kill her.

Lilian stood up, using the excuse of pouring him water. When she came back, she sat diagonally across from him, keeping her distance from him.

Johnson always had a smile on his face, and his slightly curly mid-length hair was scattered on the side of his face, casting a light shadow and making his facial features look particularly soft.

He suddenly said, "Lily, I don't know whether I should say this or not."

Lilian looked up at him.

Johnson said, "Francis is with that Ms. Quinn every day, and aren't you angry?"

Lilian was startled, not expecting that he would ask this question.

"Have you ever thought about divorcing him?"

Lilian pursed her lips. How had she ever thought about it? She had thought about it many times, but she had no right of choice about divorce.