Three years of loving him, three days to erase myself from his world novel Chapter 35

Clara sat on the round stool, looking down at her phone, waiting for a message.

Suddenly, a shadow fell in front of her.

She froze, looking up in confusion, unexpectedly meeting a pair of shrewd triangular eyes.

"You..."

The man smiled, took out a business card from his pocket, and handed it to her.

"Hello, I saw you waiting here alone, assumed you're out running projects, so I wanted to introduce myself. Um, I'm the marketing manager of Sterling Holdings..."

Clara paused.

She wasn't an inexperienced little girl; she could tell what the man in front of her meant by saying such things.

She shook her head politely, "Sir, I don't need..."

The man's smile stiffened slightly. Being rejected made him lose some face, and his voice deepened considerably.

He gave a low warning.

"Young lady, the circle in Capital City is quite big. Knowing one more person means having one more connection to look out for you... Let's add each other on WeChat, or how about I treat you to sit in the cafe next door?"

Saying this, his hand reached toward hers, feeling very sleazy.

Clara's face turned unpleasant, and she reached out to swat it away.

However, a large hand was faster than hers, grabbing that wandering hand and forcefully swatting it aside.

She was taken aback.

The man cried out in pain, turning his head to look at the person who grabbed him from behind, a scolding ready on his lips.

"You..."

But upon seeing Dominic Jarrett's cold and somber face, he forcibly swallowed his words back down, his face turning ashen.

"Mr... Mr. Jarrett..."

Dominic glanced at Clara, his eyes darkening, then coldly glared at him, taking out a handkerchief to wipe his hand, as if what he had just touched was something filthy.

The man shivered, swallowing dryly.

He introduced himself, "Hello Mr. Jarrett, I am the marketing manager of Sterling Holdings. You misunderstood just now. I was discussing cooperation with this lady, yes, discussing cooperation..."

Dominic twitched the corner of his lips, his expression even colder.

"Is that so? It's my first time knowing that's how you discuss cooperation, disregarding a woman's wishes, reaching out to touch, with absolutely no sense of boundaries and respect."

The man was scolded so much that his face burned, not daring to meet his gaze at all.

"..."

Hearing this, Clara's ears couldn't help but burn. She nervously grabbed her hands, looked up at the man, and was just about to say something...

Someone suddenly walked by beside her.

She let out a soft cry and stepped aside to avoid them.

Accidentally, she fell straight into the man's arms.

Dominic paused, his dark eyes darkening. Smelling that familiar rose scent, he involuntarily reached out to support her shoulders...

For a moment, hardness touched softness.

The temperature around them seemed to rise a few degrees.

Clara's body stiffened. The person behind her still carried a coolness, but she felt so hot.

After reacting, her cheeks burst into flames.

Unable to bear it, she straightened up and pushed him away, "Sorry..."

Immediately after, she whispered, "Thank you..."