After Dirvorce I become a SheEO by Vada Weeks

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After Dirvorce I become a SheEO Chapter 113

Chapter 113 Lincoln Carries Zayla on His Back

Lincoln grabbed Zayla’s wrist with one hand and held her slender waist with the other.

Zayla didn’t really fall down. But she slipped, and she sprained her ankle.

The water splashed onto the ground, making it wet. Thus, it was inevitable that someone would slip.

Lincoln lowered his eyes and asked, “Did you get hurt anywhere?”

Zayla bit her lower lip and felt some pain in her ankle.

Lincoln bent down to check. Zayla’s left ankle was slightly swollen.

It didn’t look serious. But it would definitely hurt if Zayla kept walking.

“I’m fine.”

Zayla shook her head. She had always been strong and didn’t want to show her

weakness to others.

“Let’s go,” Zayla said again. “Or the spray will come again later.”

Just as Zayla finished her words, she turned and walked toward the exit.

Because Zayla sprained her left ankle, her left foot couldn’t exert any strength. She

could only bear the pain and walk.

Lincoln stepped forward and grabbed Zayla’s wrist.

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“Ms. Vargas, you sprained your ankle because you wanted to take me out of the maze.

“Let me carry you out.”

As soon as Lincoln finished speaking, he wrapped his wet suit around Zayla’s waist to

prevent her private part from being exposed.

Zayla was stunned.

She saw Lincoln bend down in front of her with his back to her….

Zayla subconsciously refused, “Mr. Nash, you don’t need to…”

“Let’s go quickly. The spray is coming again.

Lincoln had a point. Zayla had indeed sprained her ankle.

Since Lincoln had already said so and bent down in front of Zayla, it would be a little

awkward if Zayla refused again.

“Okay. Then let’s cooperate and get out of this place together.” Zayla politely reached out and put her hands on

Lincoln’s shoulders.

Lincoln smiled and carried Zayla on his back. He was completely a gentleman. He used

his wrists to hold the back of Zayla’s knees.

Lincoln said, “Tell me where I should go.”

Then, Zayla began to point the way with her fingers.

Not long after, the two of them took the right path and successfully walked out of the

maze.

The moment Lincoln and Zayla walked out of the maze, the lights behind them shone,

and the water in the fountains rose and fell…

The waiter came forward and congratulated Lincoln and Zayla politely, “Congratulations for successfully walking

out of the Fountain Maze designed by Mr. Davis McLean, the genius designer!”

Zayla thought, it turns out to be Davis who designed this maze!

The Fountain Maze? The next time I see him, I must seriously criticize him!

“Sir, Miss, we offer to photograph this moment for you here! What do you say?” The

waiter was very enthusiastic.

Zayla was just about to refuse. But Lincoln said first, “Okay.”

Then, Lincoln walked to the photo area…

Zayla was carried by Lincoln on his back. It seemed like she had no right to choose.

Then…

“Smile!

“Cheese!

“Great!”

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Zayla felt very speechless.

When they arrived at the door of the suite, Zayla insisted on getting down…

Only Zayla’s brother had carried her on the back when she was young…

“Mr. Nash, thank you for carrying me back.”

Lincoln said briefly, “Your ankle. You need to use ice to reduce the swelling.”

Lincoln frowned slightly, and his gaze landed on Zayla’s left ankle.

Zayla replied, “Yes. I know. Thank you, Mr. Nash.”

Zayla thanked Lincoln again and said goodnight to him before entering her suite.

Lincoln stood in the corridor, looking at the tightly closed door silently.

Lincoln wondered, am I a poisonous snake or beast?

Then, he smiled helplessly and took out his phone to call this hotel’s service number.

Aziel, who was squatting at the corner of the corridor, patted his head.

Aziel muttered, “No wonder Mr. Nash refused to live in the private suite on the top

floor. It turns out that he wants to live next door to Ms. Vargas!”

While Zayla was using ice to reduce the swelling in her room, the waiter sent her

anti-swelling ointment and painkillers.

Zayla thought, is this the service of a luxury hotel? That’s so considerate.

After taking a shower, Zayla jumped to the sofa with one leg and applied medicine to

her ankle.

Suddenly, Zayla saw the wet suit on the table from the corner of her eye…

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