The CEO’s Surrogate Wife novel Chapter 843

"What I want you to do now is to bring Alex here!"

Almost getting out of control, Miya shouts at him.

"I'll help you! I will go find Derrick now. You must take care of yourself, don't do stupid things." Anson keeps looking at her worriedly.

Miya sneered disdainfully, "Why do you think I would do stupid things? Do you think I would fall in love with you just because you care about me? Dream on! Listen, even if all the men in this world die, I won't like you, nor be with you. Save it."

Every word she says is uttered with ruthlessness and indifference.

Anson is trembling. He doesn't expect her to say that.

"I get it." He speaks in a somewhat lonely tone. However, after hearing that, there is one thing he could be relieved of: she won't do stupid things, like suicide.

"I will bring Alex to you, trust me."

"You'd better keep your word."

Miya says this without any expression, and then she brushes past him.

When she walks behind him, she stops and throws out another sentence in a cold tone. "Listen, I warn you, don't follow me anymore."

Miya returns to her hotel room, sitting alone in the luxurious bed. Although the decoration of the room is exquisite and luxurious, she feels she's in a prison.

Without Alex, she is nobody. Without Alex, she can do nothing.

Now she sits on the bed, powerless, and wonders what she can do.

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Feeling a huge wrench in his heart, Anson finds Derrick irritably. He struck him with his fist on the face.

"Anson, what do you want?" Derrick looks impatient. He touches the corner of his mouth and finds some blood. How ruthless his big brother treats him!

"Tell me the truth now. What did you do to Alex?" Anson asks again.

Derrick rolls her eyes and frowns. He snorts and says, "It's that woman again. Didn't I tell her?" "Alex is in that hospital. This is what I heard. Furthermore, I haven't done anything to Alex from beginning to end. I just sent a person to have plastic surgery and act in front of him. That's all."

He speaks easily.

"Are you still lying? Didn't you send someone to the hotel to attack Alex?" Anson grabs his collar on impulse and looks daggers at him.

"Anson, you don't believe what your brother says?" Derrick's expression tells his disappointment.

Anson knows Derrick very well. He definitely doesn't look like that when he lies. That is to say, what he says is the truth.

"If it wasn't you who sent black-clothed man to attack Alex, who would it be?" Anson mutters to himself.