Chapter 255 Whose Tooth Mark Is It?


    Manager Billy retreated quietly. A tall man bolted into the room. Before Le found out, the door was


    closed.


    The tall man came in and stood behind Le. She seemed to feel something. So she turned and


    screamed. "What, what are you doing here? "


    Where was Manager Billy?


    When did he leave? Why didn''t she know?


    When she looked at him from a close range, she saw bleary red eyes fromck of sleep. The bags


    under his eyes were heavy, and his eyes were sunken and ck-ringed. It seemed that he had not


    slept for a long time. Although his chin was clean and smooth, he was enervated by fatigue.


    "This is my room." He said in a deep voice, looking at her.


    "Well." Le panicked. How could this be his room? "I''m going out now."


    "Who allows you to go out?" He raised his eyebrows.


    Le was puzzled even more, and said, "I’ll go to work."


    He did not say anything, she found that she dared not leave, and he seemed to be particrly weary.


    "Haven''t you had a rest for a long time?" Le can''t help but ask. No other meaning, she was just


    concerned about him even if they are strangers, not to mention that they were still husband and wife.


    He looked at her solemnly. She wondered what had happened to him?


    The expression on his face, which she had never seen in so many years since she knew him, seemed


    to be very tired. It seemed that he was caught by severe pain. The pathos in his eyes scared her.


    He did not evade, and looked at her for a long time with silence.


    She was flustered, she hasn’t seen him for a week, was he busy with business or affairs?


    She couldn''t imagine, so she bowed her head and said in a low voice, "Take a rest. You look very tired.


    Aren''t you going to attend the meeting this afternoon? You can’t do it in low spirits. I''m going to work.”


    She wanted to go out and walked past him, but before she made her first move, he had already


    stretched out his strong arms and hugged her. He took her to the luxurious bed, "Lie down with me and


    have a rest."


    "No!" She didn''t want to sleep with him while at work, or to be seen with her clothes in disarray,


    because she didn''t have time to change.


    Suddenly, he blocked her lips with his, swallowed her cryingpletely, and felt her body temperature


    and her existence through hugging. But he just kissed her and hugged her, that''s all.


    He held her, as if deliberately did not let her head touch the pillow, she frowned, wondering why he


    would put her on her side, maybe because her head was hurt, and the bump was on the back of her


    head.


    He hugged her tightly, his face buried in her chest. A minuteter, when Le was strengthless, his


    deep breath came and he fell asleep!


    But his hands still tightly sped her waist, such a handsome face lying on her chest, eyes closed


    tightly, long eyshes covered his eyes. She froze in amazement seeing him lying so quietly.


    Her head still hurt, she huddled on her side not daring to move, afraid that she would hit the bump


    again.


    Just looking at him, an indescribable feeling burst out, making her speechless.


    She hasn’t seen him for a week. When he came back, he just hugged her and slept in the suite. But


    how long has he not slept? Is it fatigue after excessive indulgence?


    He held her and slept maintaining this position, but she didn''t feel sleepy. She looked at the sunny


    weather outside. There was a slightment in her mind, inexplicable sadness, poignant and


    unbearable.


    An hour and a half passed.


    He finally awoke, she maintained such a posture. She has been watching him sleep for an hour and a


    half. He opened his eyes and caught hers, she trembled with the guilty feeling of being caught,


    because she has been looking at his handsome face for a whole hour and a half.


    She kept her eyes wide open, and she saw her red face reflected in his dark eyes.


    Her soul seemed to be pulled away for a moment and her heart was startled, feeling embarrassed, she


    tried to push him away.


    "What time is it?" He spoke in a hoarse voice.


    "You slept for an hour and a half." Le rolled her fresh eyes and her face was flushed crimson. Her


    heart was still flushed with embarrassment that she looked down.


    He closed his eyes again, as if he wasing to his sense. "Has my phone rung yet?"


    "No." She raised her eyes and saw his. He measured her with his bushy eyebrows and prating


    look.


    She dared not look at him again, her breath became unstable. She managed to suppress her surging


    emotion. “Mr. White, let me go!”


    He was stunned. It seemed that he was surprised himself that he had been holding her waist all the


    time. Yes, he was holding her waist all the time, neither tight or loose, just holding.


    Seeing this, Vincent pursed his lips. His eyes seemed to twinkle. He frowned and looked at her. He


    raised his big hands and patted on her head.


    "Oh, it hurts!" Le Hunter shouted.


    Vincent curled his lips. "You fool, only a fool can be so stupid!"


    "I, " Le swallowed. She was indeed stupid. How could she fall if she was not stupid? But his tone


    seemed to be mixed with a hint of sorry. Was it her delusion of self-sentimental, or did he tease her out


    of boredom?


    "Get me a ss of water." He let go.


    She nodded, got out of bed, meekly helped him get a cup of warm water.


    He had stood up and made phone calls. "Assistant Leo, please help me to prepare the information


    about the resorts, inform all shareholders to have a meeting in the conference room of thepany at


    9 o''clock tomorrow morning, and send a copy of the material to each shareholder before that. Besides,


    send some hearty lunch up. "


    Then he hung up the phone, he turned and saw Le handing over the water, he nced at her and


    gulped down.


    "Help me with my clothes. I''ll take a bath." He finished drinking and went to the bathroom to take a


    shower.


    "Clothes?" Where did Le find clothes for him?


    "In the closet." He walked to the bathroom without looking back.


    Le was stunned and walked to the wardrobe obediently. She opened the closet, and saw a row of


    suits, with casual wear, ties, shirts, from soup to nuts. The next row were leather shoes, matching with


    formal wear and sportswear. She was surprised to recall that Vincent said in the phone that the hotel


    had a special room. It just urred to her that it was his special room.


    Well. He’s the boss. How could he not have a room? And he said in the first ce that it’s his room.


    It''s already half past eleven. It’s time for lunch. What is he going to wear at the meeting at two o''clock in


    the afternoon?


    Le thought that it was a formal asion and it’s suitable that he wore a suit, so she took a dark suit,


    matching with a dark shirt and a light purple printed tie. When she was ready, he just came out of the


    shower with a bathrobe on.


    Le took out the clothes, hung them on the hanger, looked at him and asked, "Is this ok?"


    Vincent nced at it and nodded. "in clothes first, I will change after lunch."


    "Well,” Le ran to the closet and found a light-colored pajama, "Is this ok?"


    "Give it to me." Vincent didn''t have time to nce. Then there was a knock on the door.


    Le subconsciously hid because she didn''t want to be seen with him.


    Vincent looked at her sharply and understood her intention. He answered the door. As soon as the door


    was opened, Le heard a low male voice: "Mr. White, the notice has been sent. Everything has been


    arranged. This is the material and lunch."


    "Ok, you had a long day.” Vincent said.


    “You are wee.”


    Hearing the sound of footsteps, and then the sound of closing the door, Le leaned out carefully. His


    secretary left, and there was a fancy lunch on the table.


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    "Help me change." He didn''t look at her, he said while holding a stack of materials.


    "Well." She was embarrassed to change his clothes, it’s not like he didn’t have hands.


    "Hurry up!" He raised his voice, and it was no longer pleasant.


    "Ok.” Le took his clothes and dare not see him, he didn’t give it a second thought. He took off his


    bathrobe and stood naked in front of her.


    "Oh!” Le Hunter screamed awkwardly.


    Vincent almost got earache from her screaming, "What are you screaming for? It’s not like you haven’t


    seen it before. "


    Le blushed in embarrassment. She dared not see below his chest. However, when she saw his neck,


    her movement became stiff, because she saw a red tooth mark in his neck.


    Le can''t help but be stunned for a few seconds. She didn''t notice it when he was wearing a tie, but


    now he is naked. It was obvious that these tooth marks were left by a woman.


    "What? Want to continue to appreciate my body? Or do you miss me this much after a week? " He


    didn''t realize where she was looking. He opened his arms and waited for her to put on his clothes.


    She settled her mind and helped him, but the tooth mark was so unpleasant to look at. The woman who


    left the mark must be ruthless to leave such a heavy mark.


    Suddenly, bitterness came flooding.


    Seeing her pause, he said in a cold voice, "What are you doing? Hurry up."


    He has turned his attention to the materials again.


    Le took the trousers and handed them to him directly. "You can wear the trousers yourself. I have to


    see if someone need help in the meeting room."


    She went out, feeling inexplicably depressed.


    "After lunch." Vincent put on his trousers and said in a deep voice.


    "You can eat by yourself." She had no appetite and wanted to leave.


    She put up with the difort in her mind while walking out, she walked straight to the elevator, and


    went to the direction of the conference room. Renee Byrne was just looking for her, "Le, where have


    you been? You forgot your phone and bag. I''ve been looking for you for an hour!"


    "Are you all set?" Le said weakly and avoided Renee’s question.


    "Well, I''ve nailed it myself and Assistant Cruz has checked it. Now let''s go have lunch!" Renee said.


    "I''m not hungry." Le already lost her appetite.


    "We have to stand along the meeting. If we don’t eat, we will have no energy. What''s the matter with


    you? I heard that Vincent White came this morning. Have you seen him? " Renee asked.


    "You go have lunch." It was obvious that Le didn''t want to reveal anything, and there was no mood


    swing in her voice.


    "Are you in a bad mood?" Renee could see that Le was obviously in a mood, she asked out of


    concern.


    "No, I’m ok. I''m just a little nervous. It’s my first time handling this kind of important meeting, I heard a


    lot of general managers woulde." Le turned aside from the topic and didn’t want to think about


    Vincent any more.