NovelOnlineChapter 169: Chapter 169: "So ruthless, do you really want to kill me?
It's night.
lan Linton had dinner with Chloe Brooke and drove her back to her parent's home.
Chloe Brooke reluctantly stood at the doorstep, wrapped her arms around lan Linton’s neck, and kissed him a
few times on the lips before saying, "Darling, don’t work too late."
lan Linton gently stroked her hair, his brown eyes looking very affectionate.
He said warmly, "You should rest early. I'll text you when I'm done with overtime."
Chloe Brooke obediently nodded. It wasn’t until lan Linton got in the car and the car faded from her sight that
she somewhat reluctantly withdrew her gaze from the distance.
After they got married, lan Linton’s routine didn’t change. He still often worked overtime. Afraid she would feel
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtlonely at home, he would have dinner with her, take her back home, and then return to the office to work
overtime.
A gentle and considerate husband, which should be a good thing. But ever since they got married, they haven't
had many intimate moments. lan Linton said that as the end of the year approached, the company was busy,
and she couldn't force him to stay hwith her at night.
In short, it still felt a bit lonely.
Instead, her family praised lan Linton’s work attitude. To them, a man being focused on his career seemed good
enough. Her feeling wronged due to the lack of his company seemed unreasonable.
Instead, she felt that during their courtship, they spent more talone together...
Chloe Brooke sighed lightly with sloneliness, turned around, pushed the door open, and walked inside.
*
lan Linton slowly parked the car in front of the company.
He took the takeout box he had just bought out of the car, opened the access control, and leisurely walked into
the company.
He entered the elevator, went up to his office, turned on the lights, took off his suit jacket, and then, holding the
takeout box, walked to the door of the lounge in his office and used his fingerprint to unlock it.
Inside, a faintly metallic medicinal smell wafted out. lan Linton did not turn on the lights immediately but walked
to the bedside and softly said to the small bulge in the quilt, "Director Ginger, tto eat."
The lump did not respond to him, and lan Linton didn’t seem to mind. He put down the meal box, turned around,
and raised his hand toward the light switch behind him.
At the moment he turned around, a slender figure darted out from the corner and pounced on his back, fiercely
stabbing a sharp object into lan Linton’s unsuspecting neck artery—
"Click."
The light turned on.
The figure paused in midair, her wrist caught in the man’s palm, and the sharp object that was about to pierce
his artery could no longer move an inch.
After a few seconds of stalemate, the figure collapsed to the ground as if using up all her strength, breathing
rapidly with a pale face.
"Director Ginger," lan Linton smiled as he crouched down, forcibly took the disposable chopsticks from Daisy
Ginger’s hand, "you really never fail to keepworried. When did you hide it? | remember tidying up your
tableware properly."
He fiddled with the sharply carved wooden chopsticks in his hand, his tone sounding a bit helpless, then broke
the pair of chopsticks in front of Daisy Ginger and threw them into the trash bin.
"So ruthless, you really wanted to kill me?"
Daisy Ginger's face, lacking any color, showed a trace of extrdisgust. She lay weakly on the ground as if she
didn’t want to look at him or talk to him, closed her eyes, and turned her head away.
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