His Domineering Lover novel Chapter 452

After checking the suitcase, Tracey felt at ease. She picked up the suitcase and was ready to leave.

"Mr. Wallace, is there anything missing from your suitcase? If not, I have to leave now." Tracey asked politely.

Wilson didn't check his own suitcase at all, as there was nothing important inside. He shook his head and said, "You can go now."

"Alright, Mr. Wallace." Tracey walked toward the door. Wilson pursed his lips as there was no excuse for him to make her stay, though he would like to.

Tracey already stood at the door and put her shoes on, "Mr. Wallace, goodbye!" She pushed the door open and left.

After she left, Wilson sat down on the sofa gloomily, 'Damn it, why did I want to keep her here?'

His heart was about to jump out of his chest when she smiled. What spell did she cast on him?

Wilson understood why Adam, who had strong control over his passion, would fall for her, as she was special.

Seeing that she was back in the opposite apartment, Wilson dialed a number, "Franco, it's me."

"Mr. Wallace, it's late. What's up?"

"It's not a big deal..." Wilson said word by word.

Steve opened the door and saw Tracey coming back with a suitcase, "Tracey, is everything going well?"

"Well, everything is fine. I will go wash up. I have to get up early tomorrow." Tracey felt relieved at last.

"By the way, Tracey, how do you think of that Wilson Wallace?"

"A patient in a late-stage of the obsessive-compulsive disorder and mysophobia. He is good but a little cold. He didn't make me embarrassed. Why do you ask?" Tracey asked.

"Oh, out of curiosity." Steve didn't pursue the topic. Since Tracey had gotten her suitcase, there was no need to talk about it anymore.

"Well, I am tired and go wash up now." Tracey didn't think too much and went back to her bedroom after a shower.

Adam made a video call, and Tracey pressed the answer button. It was sunny noon where

Adam was, while Tracey was sitting in the dark midnight.

"Tracey, are you sleeping?" Adam was sitting on a leather chair in his office now.

Tracey looked quite gentle under the table lamp, "Soon. I'm at home now."

"Where is Steve?" Adam asked with anxiety.

"Puff, Adam, are you an idiot? How could Steve sleep in the same room with me? He is in the next room." Tracey immediately knew his intention behind this video call.

"It is just a casual chat." Adam smiled, when his intention was exposed, "Tracey, I can't focus on work because of your absence. You were the impetus for me to work hard and get home ASAP in the past. Now I feel lonely at home."

Tracey comforted him at the sight of that sad face, "Adam, I will go back as soon as possible. Moreover, you can come to see me while on a business trip, can't you?"

To be honest, she missed Adam too. There used to be a warm embrace from Adam, which she enjoyed.