She Killed My Ex novel Chapter 30

Chapter 30 A Poor Wretch 

It could be seen that Deloris was quite agile. 

He dodged Bentley's fist nimbly. 

After one punch, Bentley and Deloris retreated to opposite sides simultaneously, looking at each other. 

Bentley stood there with a cold face and a pair of deep eyes. He knew that Deloris didn't want to fight with him. Otherwise, he wouldn't dodge his fist. Deloris was not a man who would beat a retreat in the face of difficulties. He would catch the opponent's fist instead of avoiding it. 

These were two completely different ways of worldly wisdom. 

Deloris obviously chose the former. 

"Stay away from her." After saying this, Bentley held Caroline in his arms and prepared to leave. 

When he was about to get out the door, there was a warning behind him. "You are my most valued rival. I advise you to make your feelings clear early." He might regret it in the end, just like Deloris. 

Deloris fluttered his eyelashes, covering up a faint gloom in his eyes. 

At the door, Bentley said with an expressionless face, "My business has nothing to do with you." 

Deloris was not a nosy person. He didn't want to say anything more. Out of the corner of his eye, he swept the woman and his heart was softened. "Bentley, you are in love with her." 

Bentley felt his words were ridiculous. 

He smiled, drooping his eyes at the woman in his arms. How could he fall in love with her? 

Deloris also saw Bentley's indifference. He chuckled. Why did he become a saint who kindly reminded his opponent not to make mistakes emotionally? 

"Let me give you my last advice. Don't mention 'locking her up' in front of this woman again." 

Bentley's long legs paused when he went out. The next second, he stepped out of the private room and walked straight towards the elevator. 

After adjusting his golden eyeglass frame and patting the hem of the suit, Deloris followed Bentley calmly and went out of the private room as well. 

The elevator stopped on the 28th floor. 

As soon as the door was opened, Bentley quickly put the woman in his arms on the soft bed in the bedroom. Then he took out his phone and dialed a number. "Come to Royal Club, the 28th floor. A woman is fainting." 

After speaking concisely, Bentley hung up the phone. 

At the other end of the phone, Anderson was stunned. After a while, it dawned on him. "A woman?" 

Bentley took a woman to the 28th floor again? 

Rather than being in a hurry to save people, Anderson wanted to see what happened. He took off the doctor's gown and grabbed his coat aside. Taking the car key, he rushed out of the office in haste. 

"Dr. Gunner, where are you going in such a hurry?" 

"To see a woman." 

Anderson went to the parking lot at a high speed all the way and called Spencer with bad intentions. "Something rare happened. Do you want to go with me?" 

"I'm busy." Spencer refused without thinking about it. 

"It's about Bentley." 

"Where?" Hearing this, Spencer immediately changed his attitude. 

Anderson said in an evil smile. "Royal Club, the 28th floor." 

"What the hell's going on? He doesn't allow anyone to go to the 28th floor. I'm not going." 

"A woman is fainting." 

"Wait, I'm on my way!" 

They were very excited. If their parents had seen them, they would have been speechless. 

They might not be so positive when being asked to receive dividends at the end of the year. 

On the 28th floor of Royal Club, Bentley stood by the bed with hands in his pockets and looked down at the woman on the bed. 

He knew that the woman's face was very small, not as big as his palm.