She Killed My Ex novel Chapter 130

Chapter 130 The Changes

When Caroline looked at the magnetic card, her shoulders trembled uncontrollably. He had already known her thoughts since the beginning.

Bentley's hair was wet. Water was dripping along the tip of his hair to his forehead. He was walking towards Caroline.

There was no way for her to retreat. She swallowed hard subconsciously and she was very nervous.

"Mr. Shawn, I was wrong! I am sorry!" At that moment, an imperceptible light flashed in her eyes. She was about to bend her knees and kneel in front of the man, who was walking towards her.

A hand stretched out from the side and held onto her arm firmly. As soon as Caroline raised her head, she saw his face. He was close to her and looked down at her with a faint smile. "Mr. Shawn, I...I'm so sorry. I...I know I was wrong."

"Oh...So, you know you were wrong?" The man lowered his head and asked with a faint smile, "Then, do you know what was your mistake?"

Caroline didn't know what Bentley meant. She was nervous and said, "I should have listened to you, Mr. Shawn." When she said that, she never thought that the trace of unwillingness in her eyes was seen by the man on the other side.

Before she could finish her sentence, she was interrupted by a chuckle. All of a sudden, Caroline couldn't feel the weight of her body and she was being carried into the air, "Mr. Shawn!" She was shocked by that sudden move. She couldn't feel her feet on the ground and she screamed.

Before she had time to think about what that person was going to do to her, she was carried firmly to the bed again in the next second. She was sitting on the mattress. "Shh..." There was a signal for silence on top of her. As soon as she raised her head, a black shadow covered on top of her. He stretched out his hand towards her. She thought she was about to be beaten and said, "Don't hit me!"

She didn't have time to think it through. When she saw Bentley's hand grabbing towards her, she immediately screamed out instinctively and trembled in fear.

The man standing by the bed squinted his eyes and looked at his hands. Then, he looked at the woman who was holding her head in fright. He discovered that the woman's actions just now were completely neurological reflexes to defend herself.

He looked grimmer when he realized that people would just dodge when he suddenly reached out his hand. But since Bentley caused her to hug her head reflexively, shout "don't hit me", and beg for mercy, he must have made her feel horrible.

Caroline gritted her teeth and covered her head with her hands. Her defensive movements were more professional than those who were trained professionally.

Her head was buried in her chest, her eyes were closed, and her eyelashes were trembling. She was waiting for the pain like a condemned prisoner waiting for death. Suddenly, a palm fell on top of her head. Her eyelids trembled. She was biting on her lips fiercely and thought to herself, "Finally, it's coming?"

But she didn't get any punches as she expected. There was a sudden buzzing sound of the hair dryer next to her ears.

After that, she was stunned.

Suddenly, she felt extremely ridiculous that he wasn't going to hit her but he was blowing her hair instead.

Bentley was blowing Caroline's hair?

What was going on?

She couldn't believe it and secretly glanced back at the swaying white bathrobe. She could feel a real touch on the top of her head. She could even feel his fingers running through her hair.

How could it be possible?

"Don't move." With a faint command, Caroline sat upright and didn't dare to move.

Only the slight hum of the hair dryer could be heard in the bedroom.

"Done."

That man said.

Bentley put the hair dryer back. When he turned around, he saw the woman on the bed looking at him warily. He was walking towards the door in front of that woman.