Substitute For CEO's Lover

She and Joey could never go back. Even if the two of them had reconciled, she would never want to become the "slow death penalty" again.

She stayed in Gu Family as if she was atoning for her sin. She took care about 'the family' from the bottom of her heart. What she got was only coldness and disdain. How could she have chosen such a path back then? Probably She deserved it. Because she chose that herself.

She suddenly felt cold when she thought of what Joey had said. She touched her sleeves and realized that her body was wet. Yes, when Kent took her out of the car just now, no matter how well he protected her, she would still be wet, but even if she was wet, she was safe.

There was no helplessness as she was in danger, nor the horror when she thought of the ghost story. The only thing left was safety, and she was safe.

Looking at the car not far away, Joey turned on the light of the car and waited for Lois to "abandon the darkness to the light."

Kent turned on the warm wind, "is he waiting for you?"

Seeing that Lois didn't get out of the car after

he was now.

She took a deep breath and calmed down. "Mr. Joey, I really have something to talk with you. Can you spare some time?"

"Swoosh..."

Although he looked disdainful, his face darkened. Needless to say, he knew it was about the custody and Maggie. Sometimes he really wanted to ask if she really loved him? How could she leave him and abandon him if she loved him?

"Lois, answer me a question first. If your answer makes me satisfied, I'll have time as soon as I'm happy."

A disgusting voice rang in her ears, "which time do I make you the happiest?"

Lois hung up the phone with her trembling hands. She picked up the documents and continued to work, but her mind was in a mess. All she could hear was the derisive and disgusting words of Joey, which made her sick.

There was no way to vent the anger and grievance in her heart. Lois had been working on the documents for the whole morning with her trembling hands. Her face was still as pale as paper until the end of the work, and her fingers were a little trembling due to the physiological effect.