After Dirvorce I become a SheEO by Vada Weeks

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After Dirvorce I become a SheEO Chapter 755

Chapter 755 Carrying Her Was Like Holding a Child

The next second, she pointed to the closed door. “It’s not tiring.” Saying that, she poked his strong chest. “It’s you

who makes me tired.” Her pitiful eyes made him chuckle. He held her slender wrist and let her arms hook around

his neck.

“Lie on my shoulder for a while, and I’ll carry you back.” Zayla looked down. “You’re going to carry me like this?”

“What’s wrong?”

Zayla pouted. “It feels like you’re carrying a child.” “As for whether you are a child or not, I know it better than

anyone.” Zayla was speechless.

Then, Lincoln carried her back to the presidential suite. He placed her on the edge of the bathtub and filled it with

warm water for her to wash her feet.

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Her cold feet soon warmed up, and she couldn’t help but yawn. She was really tired and sleepy.

He knelt in front of her, wiped off the water droplets on her feet, and then picked her up again to head towards the

bed. At this moment, the internal phone rang.

The duty manager had learned his lesson and didn’t dare to knock on the door rashly this time. When Zayla

answered the phone, his hurried voice came again…

“Ms. Vargas, the media reporters are outside the hotel, blocking the entrance! They want to interview!”

Lincoln took the receiver, looked at her, and whispered, “Sleep first. We’ll talk about the rest tomorrow morning.”

“But what about downstairs?” Zayla looked worriedly out the floor-to-ceiling windows. “The police will handle it,”

Lincoln replied calmly.

“I’m afraid of the impact on Sapphire Hotel.” Although she didn’t know Eliza’s current situation, she still had a weak

breath and pulse when she rushed in earlier.

Now that they had sent her to the hospital on time by ambulance, she should be out of danger… But she live-

streamed her suicide, which caused some trouble for Sapphire Hotel.

These paparazzi reporters seemed to never sleep. Every time they heard any movement, they rushed over

immediately. Lincoln felt sorry for her when he saw her tired and sleepy appearance. The impact has already been

caused, so you should go to bed now.”

He casually placed the receiver on the bedside table and forcibly pressed her onto the bed. “If you’re not tired, I

don’t mind doing it again.” He leaned over, his deep voice exploding in her ear.

Zayla quickly closed her eyes. Seeing her nervous appearance, he furrowed his eyebrows slightly. It seemed that he

had been too rough on the sofa earlier. Next time, he would be gentler. He tucked her in the quilt, and his low voice

sounded again…

“Please trust me with the rest. I will take care of it.’ When Zayla heard this sentence, she opened her eyes and

looked at him. Then, she nodded. “Then I’ll leave it to you, Lincoln.

“You have to behave well. My parents and Stephen are watching!” This incident happened suddenly and late at

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night.

Zayla didn’t plan on letting the news reach her family yet. She wanted them to get some rest first, and she could

tell them tomorrow morning. “Go to sleep.” He stroked her cheek and coaxed her to sleep.

When he heard her even breathing, confirming that she was asleep… He picked up the telephone receiver that had

been left aside calmly. “Hello?”

“Yes, hello!” the duty manager answered promptly. Without hearing Ms. Vargas’s response, how could he dare to

hang up the phone? “How many people are estimated to be at the hotel entrance?” “There are about thirty to fifty

people.”

After what just happened, the duty manager realized that the companion was not to be trifled with, so he dared not

show any disrespect. “Wait for the official announcement. Have you informed them?”

The duty manager let out a helpless sigh… I’ve said it several times, but it’s no use at all, so I had to call Ms. Vargas.

I had no other choice…

“My mouth is worn out, but I’m afraid to say too much, for fear that they will blow things out of proportion!

“These media reporters can come in the middle of the night, so they won’t leave until they get some useful

information.” Lincoln snorted coldly. Not leave?

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