Deceptive Love: Why Did My Cold-blooded CEO Want Me Back? / Chapter 8 He Dragged Her Into His Ward | 20.00%ise flashed across
incent grabbed her wrist and yan
the next moment, Katherine fou
ts way to the lock, sending a shiver d
w and razor-sharp, eyes locked on her flushed cheeks. T
did
on her lips, sm
issed her
he had her wrists trapped above her
eathless i
her up and laid her on the hospita
ine's eyes widened as she realized what he intended. She
he door hand
confused, followed by a knock. "Vincent, are y
a deep breath, resting his forehead against Katherine's
been following her... hide," he said
haken, she slipped behind the door, p
stepped into the hallway, bl
se still racing. The heat Vincent
atch and waited f
ay to the conference room-just in time for
lasted nea
e shortcut back, instead circling around the
layed the key points of the
had a real shot at walking aga
dimmed with worry. "How are we g
the cost," Kather
ere will you get t
rous year-end bonus," Kathe
t money. But she was Vincent
nding limit and quietly deposited m
enough to cover
t brief, slipping out o
mily that Katelyn
uch-her husband's betr
spiraled so badly she'd considered ending it all, taki
d their fractured
edication, the doctors warned she couldn't han
headed toward the hospital entrance, two famili
cted to see the
froze for a moment, then brightened with forced
ill, watching them co
ered somethin
Katherine-his gaze cool, detached-then
st in her chest. Her slight
wn the steps arm in arm, not once lookin
y buzzed. She ope
r, but she recognized the to
ou a ride, but he insisted on taking me to the hotel first so I could rest. I'm sorry if I said any
ght. Beneath the syrupy apology, she could feel
d slipped the phone back int
walking when a voic
Gill,

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