Devil CEO's Contract Lover novel Chapter 49

"Tiffany what exactly did I tell you?" Damon asked as he collapsed on the bed, his head in my lap.

"Why are you asking me that, didn't Miss Tiffany tell you that?" I said, did he not believe Tiffany and trust me?

"I'm too shrewd, and you're too good at disguise, I can see at a glance that Tiffany's good at winning."

"I can't imagine that you are quite smart, unlike some people who only listen to one side of the story." I said.

Damon's head was resting on my lap, so the book I was holding became a decoration and I had to throw my eyes at him.

Is this what he wanted?

"Damon," I murmured his name softly as the room was quiet.

"Hmm?" He responded lazily, as if a few hints of exhaustion were hidden within.

"Tiffany is indeed a career woman, and I have an aura very similar to your mother's." I said.

"Hmm." Damon nodded his head in acquiescence, "Don't change the subject, what exactly did I tell you."

He knew best what kind of person Tiffany was, Tiffany was not an abusive person, nor was she a pure bad person.

"Since you ask, you should be able to guess, it's just to let me approach less, you guys are the pair."

I said calmly, as if I was supposed to do what Tiffany said.

"I'm still the same as I was back then, and that's part of the reason Mom didn't approve of us being together. Back then, Mom fell down at the door and Tiffany came over for the first time thinking that Mom was the Linda of the family and yelled at Mom for getting in my way."

Damon said calmly, while I couldn't calm down when I heard, "Did I really do that?"

At the same time there is a question echoing in the mind, is such a woman, you know the true nature of my face, and will still give all?

"So now Mom has still been unable to forgive me, whether it is to be a person or to do things, it is necessary to emphasize the goodness of heart, such a woman can marry, Mom's requirements are such."

"Then why do you still like this kind of me?" I asked the exit only to feel that I was talking too much.

"Maybe I'm just used to it." Damon's eyes flashed for a moment, "Sometimes when you like someone, in the end you don't care if the other person is good or bad. Tiffany and I have been together for a long time, so long that all the edges of both sides have been smoothed out."

I looked at Damon, who looked like he was thinking about something, and my heart ached more and more.

He already talks so much about Tiffany in front of me and says he's just used to it, sometimes the authorities are confused, the onlookers are clear.

"I ......"

"What?"

"What does a real relationship look like, anyway?" He asked, confused.

I was amused by a gentleman asking me such a question, had he never been in love?

Thinking about Tiffany's return, I was giving myself a threat and warning that in eight months, the mistress of the house would be me.

"You ask me, how do I know?" I replied indignantly, "You should ask Mr. Carver."

"You told me to ask him? Why should I ask him? I know so many people, even if I ask, it's not his turn." Damon said angrily.

Why does he get angry so easily, does he usually eat too much hot stuff?

I'm not that bored, or else the number of times he gets angry every day must add up to break the world record.

"Mr. Carver is a very smart man, don't you think? And I think his emotional intelligence is higher than yours. At least he will be nostalgic about his ex-wife, I think he must be a good man." I said.

"Hey, what do you mean? In front of me, you wantonly praise other men, I, I think you do not feel tired of living?"

"Where do I show signs of being tired of living? I'm telling the truth, Damon, you're like that, you can't admit when someone is better than you!"

"What makes him better than me? You're eating from the bowl and thinking about the pot, do you know what satisfaction means?"

"I didn't say I like Mr. Carver, and I'm not eating from the bowl, I'll be free when I have the baby."

"A free man, what if I don't let go?" Damon grabbed my hand violently and wouldn't let me move.

My heart raced at his words, yet I knew it was impossible, and I said faintly, "You'll let me go."

There was no reason I could stay because of Tiffany, because of my heart condition, and even more so because he didn't have me in his heart.

A trance flashed in my eyes for a moment, and my hands cupped his cheeks as I murmured, "It's fate, we can't escape it, and besides, Damon, can you really bear to see Tiffany alone and sad?"