Trial Of The Senses

After Dylan returned to his room and took a shower to calm himself down, he was more and more frightened when he recalled the photo in Flora's hand. Once Flora gave the pictures to Jasper, there would be no way back. He had to speed up the process and confirm the relationship with Ashley as soon as possible.

The next morning, when Ashley went downstairs, Bradley stopped her. "Miss Ashley, you have got up."

"Good morning, uncle Bradley."

"When Mr. Jasper went to work this morning, he asked me to let you see the news on the Internet and then go to the company. He has something to discuss with you."

The news? She had been in peace for only a short time. Was there something wrong again? Did Sheila do it?

The phone was put upstairs. Ashley was going to go back to her room to have a rest after breakfast, so she put the phone in the room. Hearing that, she didn't care about the breakfast but went upstairs.

When Abbott got out of the kitchen, he shouted loudly, "Ashley, aren't you going to have breakfast?"

"I'll eat later, uncle Abbott. I have something to deal with."

Back in her room, Ashley took her mobile phone from the bedside table and clicked on Microblog. Unexpectedly, she saw countless private messages. More than a few reposted comments were refreshed, and the comments were nothing but curses. They were all saying that she didn't deserve Dylan.

They seemed to be fans of Dylan. After checking the hot search list on Microblog again, she found that the names of the two people who ranked first were indeed Dylan and her. The top search was that she went to the visit the crew the day before yesterday, and she had dinner with Dylan. Apart from this, news for Christmas, Dylan's public display of affection, the photos of them filming and interaction's Microblog, and so on, were all mentioned again.

Generally speaking, news about Dylan would be filtered by the media, and the media would do HanFu Film a favor. If something went wrong, the media would first tell Dylan's team about it. And if they were willing to pay some money to suppress it, the news wouldn't be reported.

According to this logic, this matter happened suddenly and this thing seemed to be out of control.

The first thought that came to Ashley's mind was that it was Dylan who did it behind her back, but she denied it immediately. She didn't believe that Dylan would put it on her. Ashley wanted to call Dylan to ask him, but looking at his phone number, thinking of the confession that day, her intention to ask was slowly fading.

She still didn't know how to face him.

When Ashley arrived at the company, the secretary was still warm-hearted as usual. "Miss Ashley, you are here. The boss has told me that you can go straight in since you are here. What would you like to drink, Miss Ashley? I'll go to the kitchen to prepare it for you."

She wasn't here to relax, but to listen to teachings. How could she have any mood to drink anything today? "I won't trouble you. Please give me an or

Drugged one night by her ex-boyfriend, a mysterious man took advantage of her in an ecstatic night filled with sex.

To take her revenge, she married the man, and used him.

"As long as I'm alive, I'm still his legal wife, while all of you are just his mistresses."

She remained adamant even when he was involved in scandals with other women.

Eventually she stormed off after she learned that he had betrayed her again.But life brought her back to him a few years later, to his astonishment.

a sip of mustard blue and said casually.

Ashley no longer treated Dylan as her pursuer, but a talkative friend. "Don't you think things are getting weirder and weirder?" She asked.

"No, I didn't."

"How can it be?" Ashley thought that Dylan was kind of stupid, "In the past, most of the news between us was shared by netizens. And the media never made a sound, gradually no one talked about it. But this time, not only netizens are excitedly talking about it, but also the media is indulging in it, as if it has been well planned."

"Really?" Dylan seemed not to care it at all while eating.

"Meal is ready." Before Ashley's temper out of control, Helen came from the door cleverly, with three dishes and one soup in her hands.

The steaming dishes made them look warm. Smelling the aroma of food, Ashley said, "Thank you, Helen. Please close the door for me. I have something to talk with Dylan."

Dylan stopped eating and Helen turned to look at Dylan.

"What's wrong, Ashley? You want to be with Dylan alone? Aren't you afraid of gossip?" Turning his eyes to the direction of Ashley, Dylan said flirtatiously.

"Be serious. I'm really serious right now!"

Dylan pursed his lips and said, "Helen, go out and close the door. Don't let others get close."

"Okay." Helen left the room and closed the door.

There were only the two of them in the antique bedroom. The bolder Dylan was, the more restrained Ashley was. Before she could make any response, the man put his arm around her waist and said affectionately, "My little beauty, I have been missing you so much. Kiss me now!"

While saying that, he moved his oily mouth close to her. Being flirted by such a handsome face, she couldn't help but hit it, "Are you insane? Let's get down to business!"

Being pushed back by the beauty, Dylan finally calmed down and said, "Okay. What do you want to say?"

"The scandal this time is shocking. How about we make an announcement on the Microblog?"

"No way." Dylan refused bluntly.