Super Sweetheart of the CEO Daddy novel Chapter 1936

Taylor White smashed her phone onto the ground fiercely. The phone shattered into two halves. At this moment, her heart was like dead ember. Even the last remaining hope in her heartwas extinguished.

Taylor White stared at the broken cell phone with a face full of resentment. She covered her face and fell painfully on the floor. Could it be that the happiness she had obtained was destined to not last long?

"I don't believe it. I'm unwilling. Stephenson Don and Monica, you all bully me." Taylor White was filled with grievances. She could not see her own mistakes. She felt that love was no respecter of the range of appearance. Her ability to snatch the man over meant that she had the right to be happy.

Stephenson Don's phone was hung up, and he was furious as he fiercely swept the documents on the table.

"I must have been blind." Stephenson Don clenched his fists and gritted his teeth to mock himself.

Actually, he was almost certain that this matter had something to do with Taylor White. This woman had a lot of thoughts. As soon as Monicareturned to China, she had her eyes on Monica. Stephenson didn't know when she had the trap to make a fool of Monicain public. Taylor must be very proud.

If Stephenson Don regretted his decision earlier, at this moment, he wished he could quickly divorce Taylor White. Even if he lived alone in the future, it would be better than letting a poisonous snake by his side.

Monicatook the company car and arrived at Wayne's headquarters. At the entrance of the hall, a figure leaned lazily against the thick white pillars.

It was Stinson who had already gone downstairs to wait. His lowered his eyes, and he would occasionally look up at the passing cars.

Monica's dumbfounded expression and her helpless eyes stungStinson's heart. He suddenly realized that he was reluctant to look at her panicked and helpless appearance.

The door of the business car opened. Monicasaid goodbye to her colleagues. The car drove past her. She raised her eyes and looked at the man opposite her.

Monica's breathing quickened slightly. She hurriedly walked over. Stinson's deep eyes focused on her face and asked in a low voice, "Are you feeling better?"

Monicabit her lips and nodded, "Much better. My boss trusted me and gave me great comfort."

"Is that so?" Stinson raised his eyebrows and said in a sour tone, "Is his comfort the best for you? Is that right?"

At this moment, Monica's heart was in a mess. She did not recognize his jealousy. She only nodded seriously, "Of course, he trusts me. It really touches me."

"What about me? I believe in you, too. Are you touched?" Stinson didn't want to conceal his feelings anymore and was eager to get her approval.

Monicastared at him blankly. Then, she pursed her lips and smiled, "I am not only touched, I am also in love."

Stinson did not expect that she would dare to say such provocative words. His heart palpitated and he immediately walked over and held her hand. "Let's go and have a seat in my office."

Monicasilently followed him to his office. Monica calmed down as she took two sips of water.

Stinson saw that she had regained her calm, so he asked, "Do you have anyone you suspect?"

"There are only a few people who hate me, but you have to be sure which one. Without evidence, you can't just have random guesses." Monicasighed. Although she had suspect figures, there was no evidence.

The strong hormonal aura on the man almost made Monicalose her senses. Her breathing was slightly chaotic and her beautiful eyes flashed, but she was still attracted by his handsome face.

"Monica, the way you looked at me just now … seems to be confessing to me." Stinson was a man with exquisite emotions. He was good at observing and accepting things. His thin lips rose, and his low voice carried a seductive magic.

Monica's thoughts were actually seen through by him. Did the way she looked at him reveal anything?

Her snow—white skin was like a spring peach blossom which in its full time. Monicawas so embarrassed that she felt ashamed of herself.

Her hands clenched tightly on the cup, and she could not suppress her trembling voice and said, "I do grow love you and I enjoy the protection you give me all the more. It makes me feel very safe."

Stinson did not expect that she would dare to confess to him. He was slightly stunned and was obviously surprised.

"You can trust me. I won't do any harm to you." Stinson replied seriously.

Monicanodded blankly, "Of course, I believe in you, but I'm afraid … I'm afraid that if we get married in the future, you would discover that I'm actually an ordinary woman and get tired of me."

"It is said that love make one feel inferior. Maybe it's true. I don't think you need to worry about that at all. I'm not confident either. I'm rich and good—looking, but if I really fall in love with someone, I'm afraid that she will see my shortcomings. I know handsome and wealthy men are more likely to be questioned. There are some men who are average—looking, but their charm is also worth appreciating by women. Don't think such meaningless thing in the future. The most important thing in love is to recognize each other and be the best self." Stinson stretched out to brushed Monica's hair aside her ears. He lowered his head and kissed Monica's forehead, which is a positive answer Stinson gave Monica.

The hand on the cup was slowly loosened. In the next second, she had the courage for no reason hooked the man's neckwith her hands. She took the initiative to kiss Stinson's thin lips with a bit of dominance.