Spoiled by the President novel Chapter 805

Gregory Graham took the towel and wiped the sweat from his head. He then took a big gulp of water and headed out with Harold.

However, they only got to the entrance of the dojo before they were blocked by a petite figure that suddenly rushed out.

"Gregory, I have something to say to you."

Gregory looked at Yuliana Lynch, who had suddenly appeared, and frowned.

A touch of irritation rose in his heart, but when he thought of something, he made an unprecedented move and did not chase her away.

Instead, he said in a deep voice, "Come over here."

After he said that, he walked to the lounge next to him.

Yuliana was behind him. When she looked at his back, she bit her lip and followed him in.

The lounge.

The atmosphere was a bit cold as usual. Gregory sat on a leather sofa and saw the woman walk in with her head lowered.

Harold had quietly gone out and also politely closed the door for them.

Gregory asked, "What is it?"

Yuliana's eyes were already red before she said anything.

She lowered her head and bit her lip nervously, like a little wife who dared not speak out in anger after being wronged.

At this time, if another man were to look at her, he might feel a little sympathy.

Who was Gregory Graham though?

He was the infamous iron-faced god who in his life, hated women crying the most.

When he saw her like that, he instantly did not even want to listen to what she had to say.

He directly said, "If there's nothing you want to say, get out! Don't disturb me!"

After he said this, he stood up to leave.

When Yuliana saw this, she became anxious.

"Gregory!"

She shouted and raised her head. Her tears rolled down like a broken thread of pearl and jade.

The clothes on her body suddenly fell to the ground, and the woman's fair and flawless figure was so unreservedly displayed.

Gregory turned back and saw this scene. His eyes tightened.

In his eyes, however, there was no hint of lust as she had imagined, but darkness and coldness like the bottom of a deep well.

"What are you doing?"

Yuliana suddenly jumped forward and hugged his tight and lean waist.

"Gregory, I love you! Do you know that I love you more than anyone else in this world? How could you be so cruel to drive me away? In my heart, I’m already yours. Don't you understand my intentions?"

Gregory's face sank.

He shouted angrily, "Let go!"

However, the woman behind him did not loosen her grip.

Instead, her hands held him tighter, and she cried.

"Gregory, just take me! I don't want to be Mrs. Graham, nor do I expect anything else. I just want to stay by your side, even if it's just as an ordinary woman. As long as I can see you and take care of you all the time, that's enough. Don't you also like me? Why won't you take me?"

Gregory's face was tense and he instantly lost all patience. He gritted his teeth and said, "Yuliana Lynch, I don't want to hit a woman, so I'll give you one more chance. Let go!"

Yuliana, however, was stubborn this time and shouted, "I won't!"

Just then, the lounge door suddenly opened.

Vickie Thomas sat in a wheelchair and was pushed by Andrea. Vickie had a smile on her face as they came in.

When she saw the situation in the room, however, she was slightly stunned.

Gregory and Yuliana were also taken aback.

Immediately after, a scream was heard.

"Ah-!"

All of a sudden, Yuliana’s entire body shrank behind Gregory.