Don't Try to Escape, My Wife! novel Chapter 1452

Cara was suddenly frightened.

Why did she feel like Laurence was everywhere today?

She didn't know if it was because she was so worried about what he had just heard that she became alert.

Laurence glanced at Cara, but he could see she was alert, and a trace of displeasure flashed through his eyes.

Alert?

Since when had Cara been alert to him?

Was she planning to see another man so she decided to keep a distance from him?

Laurence felt a little annoyed even when he was just thinking about it.

"This is for you. Aren't you going on a blind date? Dress up then."

Then Laurence directly threw the dress to her and hit Cara on the forehead. He didn't care if it would embarrass Cara in front of her subordinates. Anyway, he was rather pissed right now.

Cara screamed.

The dress thrown at her blocked her sight. She hurriedly took off his dress from her head, only to find Laurence disappear.

This man was really like a ghost. He vanished just as he spoke.

Cara was a little depressed.

Yareli and the other three exchanged glances without saying anything, but Yareli turned gloomy.

This was Chanel's latest dress. Not to mention the price, it was said that there were only three hundred of them. Girls killed for it and it was almost impossibly hard to have one. She didn't expect that Laurence would actually buy one for Cara and give it to Cara so casually.

She wouldn't buy it if Laurence said he had no feelings for Cara.

On the other hand, Cara frowned as she looked at the dress in her hand and couldn't help but sigh.

This dress indeed looked good, but she was not going on a blind date at all. She was just meeting Mrs. Miller after all. Would there be a need for this?

Cara put away his dress as she was thinking. She then whispered, "The operation this afternoon is highly confidential. We'll eat here at noon. Let's get prepared first. It's best to wear sports clothes for it."

Then Cara returned to her room with the dress.

Yareli's eyes flickered with jealousy, while she was then pulled away.

After Cara returned to her room, she held the dress and showed it in front of the mirror. It was really pretty.

She did not know much about luxury brands. She always wore comfortable clothes. Moreover, she did not have much money, so it was already considered expensive to buy a dress of one or two hundred from a stall. The material of this dress felt especially good now. Cara felt happy and smiled. However, in less than three seconds, Cara turned gloomy.

She just told Laurence that she was going on a blind date and then Laurence gave her such a dress. Didn't that mean that he had no interest in her?

After all, when a man heard that a woman he liked was going on a blind date, he would never help her dress up, not to mention giving a dress for her the blind date?

Cara felt no longer good as she thought about it. Even the dress in her hand looked less pretty.

So this was what Laurence wanted to say, wasn't it?

There wouldn't be any hope!

Cara sat on the bed somewhat frustrated, feeling very sad.

On the other side, Laurence went to Ernesto's room, knocked on the door, and walked in.

"Laurence? What brought you here?"

Ernesto was so occupied at this moment.

When Samuel was absent, he had to deal with the company affairs with the vice president and the others. Now that Samuel had returned, he thought that he could relax for a while. But he didn't expect Nicole to be pregnant! And now Samuel wouldn't handle the business on his own at all!

Ernesto was way too busy.

Laurence came in front of him and knocked on the table, forcing him to stop his work and look at him.

"What?"

"Do you have any information about the man who went on a blind date with Cara this afternoon?"

What Laurence said stunned Ernesto.

"This afternoon? Shouldn't it be tomorrow morning?"

Laurence squinted.

Cara clearly said that it was this afternoon. Did she change the time because she couldn't wait?

Laurence looked worse as he thought about it.

"Do you have any information then?"

"Yes, how could I not do? I have to deal with all the stuff now. What the hell do I have to deal with without any information?"

Ernesto said as he looked for the man's information.

"That's the guy. His job is not bad, and he looks good, right? He's a doctor. In other words, he and Cara should have something in common."

Ernesto told him everything he knew.

Laurence narrowed his eyes, then turned around and left.

"Hey, what are you going to do with the information? What's wrong with you and Cara? You don't like her? I'm telling you, Laurence, if Cara makes it on the blind date, you may be kicked out of the table. You don't know how to cherish such a good girl. You'll regret later."

As Ernesto chattered, Laurence directly slammed the door to stop him.

He didn't need Ernesto to tell him that Cara was a good girl.

He might want to mind his own business first since he was still single.

Laurence thought to himself and checked the information. He felt a little gloomy.

This man seemed pretty good.

Good enough to upset him.

When Laurence returned to the base, he immediately found a few subordinates and tossed over the man's information. He said, "I don't care what you are gonna do, but his man must stay in the hospital occupied, for the whole afternoon. Am I clear?"

The subordinates were slightly stunned.

"Captain, is this a mission?"

"A test for you. If you pass, I will promote you to the Night Elf Empire tomorrow."

Cara was kind of stunned.

Since when did Laurence pay attention to such boring things as what kind of movies girls like to watch?

"You are seeing a girl?"

"Sort of."

Laurence replied ambiguously.

Cara felt a sudden sting.

When?

She didn't know anything about it.

Bearing the pain in his heart, Cara asked, "Why did you give me the dress?"

"Aren't you going for a blind date?"

"What does my blind date have to do with you? Why did you give me the dress?"

Cara's voice was a little cold at this moment, and her eyes had already been filled with tears.

Laurence couldn't make himself clear in a minute, "I thought you were going to buy some clothes yet Mrs. Miller didn't let you. You haven't bought any clothes, and you don't have any money. So I gave you a dress?"

So he bought a skirt to apologize because Mrs. Miller had made things hard for her?

It made Cara's heart feel even worse.

What she wanted was never Laurence's guilt!

Looking at the dress again, Cara found it more and more dazzling. Her eyes were aching from the warm tears, but she bit her lower lip tightly, in case she cried out loud.

'Cara, Cara, Laurence has made himself clear. What are you still hoping for?'

'He's not the one. Just give him up!'

However, the pain in her heart was truly unbearable.

Laurence didn't hear Cara's reply and couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

"I don't know many girls, and I don't know what they're thinking about. Tell me which one do you prefer, a comedy or a horror movie?"

Cara's tears streaked across her face. She never thought that she would one day advise her beloved man on behalf of another woman.

She endured the pain in her heart and whispered, "The horror movie."

"Why?"

"Because watching horror movies is scary. If you are scared, you will seek protection from men. When the time comes, you will be able to increase the emotional interaction between the two of you."

After saying that, Cara hung up the phone directly.

Did she just give Laurence out?

When he thought of a woman who was screaming and pouncing into Laurence's embrace, and Laurence patted the woman's back to comfort her, Cara felt as if several knives were delaying her heart, causing her to feel so painful that she could not breathe.