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Infidelity: His Regret, My Revenge – A Twisted Love Story You Can't Ignore

Chapter 152
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"CEO, you... you... you can get out now! Really! You can get out!" I pressed my hands against his chest. My expression was determined, but my stuttering revealed my panic. I didn't want to be his "cure." "You said this works; I believe you," Evan shifted, pinningbeneath him, his breath hot against my face, his lips almost touching mine.

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"...!!" I turned, grabbing the edge of the tub, trying to climb out. His broad chest pressed against my back, his waist close, trapping me."Secretary Wen, why are you lying down? Do you like it?" "..." My face burned. I understood instantly! The drug was seriously potent! An hour of ice water hadn't worked! "You're not thinking clearly. Be calm; don't ruin your reputation. I'm innocent too!" "I don't care much about reputation," his breath fell on my collarbone.

I was about to break down. I struggled in the water as if I'd knock a hole in the tub. Evan couldn't holddown; I was like a carp, hitting every "sensitive spot.""Stop moving!" His sharp voice madefreeze. Our bodies were pressed together, tense and electrifying.

Leaning against the tub, my face flushed, I closed my eyes, a yellow joke flashing through my mind... With this amazing physique, he'd die. Behind me, heavy breathing. The ice water was melting, even warming. I didn't dare move... stillness was my only hope.

After a long time, a tired voice said, "Enough ice?" "...Enough! Enough! I'll get more!" I said quickly.

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Evan leaned back. I scrambled out of the tub... I don't know how I got to the kitchen. I considered leaving the villa. After ten minutes of hesitation, I grabbed the ice and went upstairs. I planned to leave the ice by the bathroom door, then lock my room. But when I returned, his door was locked.......? Shouldn't she be the one locking the door and being afraid?? I stood there, deeply suspicious.

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I woke up at 9 AM. I'd been listening to the sounds from next door all m night, filled with anxiety. After half an hour of silence, I showered and went back to bed, but I couldn't sleep soundly, only dozing until 6 AM.

I got up, dressed quietly, and went to the bedroom door. I raised my hand to knock, then retracted it, pressing retracted my ear against the door to listen. As I did, the door opened.