Loveless Marriage

Chapter 164 My Mom Doesn't Need Your Concern

Feeling extremely upset, she gritted her teeth and opened the door.

The atmosphere in the office was so cold that it may even freeze people to death.

Lexie forced a smile and pretended to know nothing about last night: "Christian, you're back."

However, with an expressionless face, Christian said lightly: "Get out!"

Lexie's face immediately darkened, but she still remained her smile and gently placed a coffee on his

table, saying: "Christian, I need to talk to you."

Hearing this, Jafari, who stood beside them, raised his head and looked at her strangely.

Christian glanced at her indifferently, "Don't you understand my words?"

"..."

Lexie's face turned white. She then nodded with a wronged look: "Okay, I'll be back later."

After that, she exchanged a glance with Jafari and left.

After the door closed, Jafari wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and smiled, "Mr. Miller...It was

indeed my fault. But since there were no serious consequences, could you forgive me this time? I will

never do it again..."

"Forgive?" Christian leaned back slowly, "You can ask the police whether they can forgive you."

With that, he threw a file to his face, saying: "You don't need to come tomorrow."

Hearing this, Jafari immediately raised his head and anxiously asked: "Mr...Mr. Miller, police? Could

you please not do this? I didn't really harm her. You can do whatever you want me to. Just don't call the

police, okay?"

"You want me to send you there, or I call the police directly?" Christian's voice was indifferent and

clear.

"No, no, Mr. Miller, I can leave Polygon, but you can't call the police. If the media knows about it, the

reputation of Miss Jones as well as our company will be ruined... won't they?" Jafari was so panicked

that his forehead started sweating.

Christian's eyes gradually turned cold, "There's no points threatening me. Think about your wife and

children."

Hearing this, there were only only dejection and despair on Jafari's wrinkled face.

"Leave. Someone's waiting for you downstairs."

Looking at the imposing young man in front of him, Jafari knew that he couldn't struggle anymore but to

keep his last chance.

Then he picked up the file on the ground and left without saying anything.

In the corridor, his phone suddenly rang up.

He took it out to have a look and immediately pressed the answer button. "Miss Perez, Mr. Miller wants

to send me to the police, and you must save me." He said in an anxious and low voice.

"Don't worry. Just tell them that you haven't really raped her, they may only lock you up for a few days

mostly. I'll find someone to get you out, and get you another job." Lexie calmly said.

Jafari finally relieved, smiling. "Alright, alright. I see. Thank you so much, Miss Perez."

Seemed like Lexie'd already known what would happen, and she had even figured out a plan.

After hanging up, Jafari went downstairs.

"Mr. Hand, this way." The person waiting for him indifferently said.

...

Not long after Jafari left, Lexie went to the CEO office again.

"Christian, are you done?" she carefully asked.

"Call me Mr. Miller as how others do in the company."

Christian's tone was flat. But the calmer it was, the more irksome it sounded. "What's wrong?"

Lexie suddenly went silent.

She then caressed the hair by her ear and gently said: "Hearing that you've returned, my dad wants to

invite you and your mother to our house for dinner tonight..."

Christian earnestly read the documents in his hands and said indifferently: "I have work to do tonight.

You can ask my mom."

"Chris... Mr. Miller," Lexie's face darkened. She then said, "Are you still angry about what happened last

time? My dad wants to apologise to you by this chance. If you don't want to see me, I won't show up

tonight...but for my dad's sake, please, I'm begging you."

"It's over now. Don't mention it again." Christian was very determined. "Your father doesn't even need

to apologise to me. Alright, I'm still busy right now. Leave if you have nothing else to say."

Lexie immediately became anxious and took a few steps forward, unhappily saying: "Mr. Miller, since

it's my fault, I've never thought of escaping. That matter has nothing to do with my dad. Since he has

already intended to apologise, why do you still be like this?"

She just couldn't understand. Why a man who was so polite to everyone before would now go against

the whole world just for a woman? What was so good about Isabella?

Christian finally raised his head. Looking at her, he coldly said, "You mean I don't even have the right to

refuse you?"

"I... I didn't mean that. You know my dad's temper. I don't want to brake your relationship due to my

impulsive actions." Lexie said awkwardly.

"Since that's the case, please tell your dad we may have to have dinner another day. I'm quite busy

these days." Christian said indifferently.

Feeling extremely upset, Lexie blurted out: "Busy to accompany Isabella? Is your mother even less

important than her?"

"It's my private matter."

Lexie bit her lips, whose tone had a hint of complaint, "I'm also talking about private matters with you.

Every time you came back was for that woman. I visit Mrs. Miller even much more frequently than you."

"Lexie Perez." Christian uttered her name in a deep voice, his handsome face gradually covered with a

layer of coldness, "My mom doesn't need your concern, nor does my family issue. Now get to work."

The two words 'family issue' made Lexie Ford extremely embarrassed in an instant. He viewed Isabella

as his family member, yet her as an outside.

"Leave." He no longer wanted to talk to her.

Lexie clenched her fingers tightly and stared fixedly at Christian's head that was once again lowered. Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

Hatred was filled with her heart.

She would never let her hard working for years in vain at the end.

After taking a deep breath, she calmly said, "Then take care of yourself. I'll tell my dad to arrange

another date."