CEO's Dumb Bride novel Chapter 162

Chapter 162 Don't Use Such Low Tactics

Francis left without looking back.

The doctor let out a long sigh, collapsed in the chair, and looked pitifully at the unconscious Lilian.

Francis arrived at the club, found the ladies' room, and called Julian.

After a while, Julian came out staggering.

When she saw Francis, she threw herself into his arms, her eyes blurry with tears, "Frank, you finally came. If you hadn't, I would not have been able to go back tonight."

"If I can't face you in the future, then I will just have to die."

"Don't talk nonsense," Francis bent down and picked her up, "I'll take you back."

Julian wrapped her arms around his neck, coquettishly asking, "Are you afraid that I am dead?"

Francis looked down at her.

Julian had a very delicate makeup today, with fiery red lips, bewitching but not gaudy, worthy of the term 'little demoness.'

But Francis said, "Don't wear such heavy makeup when you go out at night in the future."

Julian was stunned for a moment, and she buried her head in his chest, feeling downcast, "Frank, I feel terrible."

"Don't touch me indiscriminately."

"Where did you park the car?"

Francis didn't answer her, carrying her to the parking lot and placing her in the back seat.

Just as he was about to get up and leave, Julian unexpectedly grabbed his tie, pulling him down.

"Frank..." Julian looked at him deeply, her eyes bewitchingly as if they could hook away someone's soul.

Francis watched her impassively.

Julian mustered her courage to get closer to him, but in the next second, Francis clamped her hand and pulled his tie back.

Julian's heart fluttered, "Frank!"

Francis was already standing outside the car, straightening his tie, his gaze slightly warning, "Don't use such low tactics."

Although Julian knew that he only loved himself, she didn't know, apart from loving himself, how much he really cared for her.

Julian was probably feeling the effects of the alcohol. She couldn't help but lie down in the back and start to cry.

She cried and made a scene.

"Francis, do you love me at all?"

"Why are you so indifferent to me!!"

"I hate you, you're such a scumbag!"

"Falling in love with you has been the worst luck of my life!"

Julian cried and beat the back of his seat, but Francis remained unmoved, driving quietly, letting her cry and fuss in the back.

"Say something..."

Julian cried in despair, "Do you love me?"