My Mysterious Husband novel Chapter 40

As soon as Basil got off the plane, the people of the branch company in Italy had been waiting for him at the airport. As soon as Basil came out, they rushed up to meet him. Cynthia talked to them in fluent English.

At this moment, Basil quickly took out his phone and saw the message from Lola.

"K told me that you had something to deal with there. I'll stay at home and wait for you to come back! You have to eat on time and take care of yourself! "

At this moment, Basil, like a silly boy in love, stared at the screen of his mobile phone and smiled sweetly. He looked back at Cynthia and found that Cynthia was still talking with them. Basil took the opportunity to call Lola.

After a while, Lola put it through.

"What's wrong? Did you get off the plane? "

"Yes, I just got off the plane. What are you doing? "

"What else can I do? I'm bored at home. Can I... "

Before Lola could finish her words, Basil interrupted her peremptorily, "No way! "

All of a sudden, both Lola and Basil were stunned. Then he sighed deeply, "I don't need a woman to make money to support our family! If you feel bored, let K go shopping with you and buy something for the two of us. "

Hearing the explanation of Basil, Lola smiled sweetly on the other end of the phone line. Basil was as domineering as a child. Then, Lola pretended to be reserved and said, "Something for two of us? What if you don't like it? "

"No! I like everything you buy! " Lola smiled sweetly again!

Lola and Basil were chatting casually like an old couple with the phone who had been together for a long time. His overbearing expression from time to time made Lola blush.

"Mr. Basil..." Cynthia appeared behind him and called him respectfully.

Basil glanced behind him and then turned around. He said to Lola on the other end of the phone line, "Well, off with you now! Wait for me at home. I'll hang up. "

After saying that, Basil hung up the phone before Lola could say anything.

"Okay, then you... "Lola slowly took down the phone beside her ear. Looking at the screen of the phone, disappointment gradually appeared.

"What? Are you so busy? You even don't have time to say anything! " Holding the phone in both hands, Lola complained.

Basil, who was in Italy, also missed her so much that he was even in a daze.

"Mr. Basil... Mr. Basil? " Cynthia stood beside Basil and called him.

"What? !" Suddenly, Basil came to his senses and asked, "What's wrong? " Basil looked at Cynthia and asked curiously.

"What's wrong with Mr. Basil? I've never seen him so distracted! " Although Cynthia was confused, she repeated what she had said respectfully.

"Mr. Basil, the hotel in Italy has been arranged. They will arrange for someone to take you there later. After you have a rest, we will go to the police station. The director is now detained in the police station. His life is not in danger for the time being! " Cynthia repeated what she had just said patiently.

Basil looked at the tender woman, Cynthia. Although he looked at Cynthia, gradually, the look of Cynthia changed into that of Lola.

"Lola" raised her head and looked at Basil with pleading eyes. Although she didn't say anything, it was written in her eyes.

It was well known that Basil could not say "no" to Lola

Basil nodded in a daze. Seeing that, Cynthia ran away as fast as she could. When Basil realized that it was Cynthia, not Lola, Cynthia had already run away.

Looking at Cynthia's receding figure, Basil continued, "If Lola were here, perhaps she would be as happy as she is. " Looking at the back of Cynthia, Basil began to miss Lola again.

Basil turned around and glanced at Mr. Harry. Knowing what he meant at once, Harry ushered him into the Summer Hotel.

Basil took a simple shower in the presidential suite of the hotel. He wrapped his body with a bath towel, revealing his strong, bronze chest.

Basil sat on the sofa lazily and looked through the materials sent to his room by Cynthia not long ago. His hair hung casually on both sides of his face, revealing his deep eyes.

Basil looked through it roughly and closed it. At this time, Basil was already burning with anxiety. He wished he could go to the police station now, pull the director out of the police station and interrogate him.

He swore that if they were in A Country, Basil would have done it already. But now in Italy, he had to follow the local rules--waiting. Basil didn't want to wait.

Just when he was bored, the phone in the suite suddenly rang. It was Cynthia. However, the expression on Basil's face became more complicated because of the phone call!