CEO’s Surrender: With You, I Can Never Win

Chapter 258

Chapter 258

Finley started her show the moment she was in the bedroom.

She ran to the bed and threw herself into Bryan’s arms. “Honey… Are you okay? Will you die? What

should I do if you die? Why did you try to make dinner for me? You knew that you didn’t cook. I will

become a widow if you die. Then, the vast wealth of the Turner family will fall into my pocket…”

Gradually, what Finley said became ridiculous.

She cried, but there were no tears on her face. What a show!

Both Harry and Kate saw through Finley and were worried about her.

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Mr. Turner, your acting was horrible!

How dare you curse Mr. Turner? Were you tired of living?

Bryan squinted at Finley coldly, so silence pervaded the room.

“Are you done? I am injured, but you still put on a show here! Finley, are you tired of living?” There was

obvious anger on Bryan’s handsome face.

Bryan threw Finley out of his arms.

Fortunately, he didn’t rudely throw Finley to the ground as before.

“Give me your hand.” Finley pulled Bryan’s wrist.

There was a scalding on that slender and good-looking hand.

Bryan restrained his anger because Finley looked worried.

“Did you use the ice bag?” Finley checked that injured hand carefully.

It was fine, apart from a scalding.

Kate was quick-witted. She immediately said, “I’ll get the ice bag right away.”

When Finley held his hand, Bryan faintly smiled with a hint of smugness.

Calvin’s idea worked, but my hand got hurt.

“How did you cook? Please tell me in detail.” Finley held the male hand, bent down, and blew her breath

at the wound.

The warm hot breath made Bryan feel good.

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Harry kept his mouth shut in fear that he would betray Bryan.

To achieve his goal, Bryan left the pot without oil on a big fire.

“You don’t cook, so do I have to?” Bryan withdrew his hand from Finley and looked away.

“Why did you try to please me? Is it because of the nickname on the contact list? I am not mad at you,”

Finley said seriously.

Finley wasn’t mad at Bryan but had just bluffed him.

“What?” Bryan felt frustrated.

What I had done was a joke, such as my injury and the meeting!

“Don’t you think I am magnanimous? I am not so petty as you.”

Finley raised her eyebrows at Bryan proudly.