<h4>Chapter 7: Chapter 7: What Is She?</h4>


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    Chloe Simpson''s fingertips slowly embedded into the skin of the person on her, her voice getting softer with each cry.


    "I want it so much! Ah!"


    "Don''t stop! Keep going! Mm!"


    ...


    As crazy as it was in the room that night, Lucas Hughes outside the door was filled with equal intensity of hatred.


    But in the end, when Chloe''s incredibly enchanting sound pierced the sky, he unexpectedly discovered he was aroused.


    "!" Lucas looked down.


    Surprise, excitement, and a mix ofplex thoughts.


    Suddenly.


    Alexander Johnson opened the door.


    He seemed unchanged from when he went in, still impably dressed, not a hair out of ce.


    But his whole demeanor was full of vitality, clearly satisfied.


    Lucas looked at him with unwillingness.


    "If you dare do anything again, you know the consequences."


    In the end, he got threatened instead.


    Alexander left that sentence and turned to leave.


    When Lucas went in, Chloe was peacefully asleep in bed, covered with a nket, but the marks all over were enough to prove the previous night''s turmoil.


    Hey down expressionless, but the moment he hit the bed, he silentlyughed to the point of trembling.


    At eight in the morning, when Chloe opened her eyes, she saw Lucas staring at her absent-mindedly.


    Lucas smiled and gently stroked her cheek, "Was your husband amazingst night? Hmm?"


    Alexander Johnson, your prowess in bed, I''m using it, really amazing!


    "Amazing! Lucas, you''re really incredible! I... my legs are still weak..."


    Chloe blushed and buried herself in Lucas''s chest.


    "..."


    Lucas said nothing, absent-mindedly stroking her head.


    All he could think about was Chloe''s final enchanting sound and the movement in his pants afterward.


    "Lucas, from today on, I will definitely be the best wife in the world."


    And Chloe, cuddled in Lucas''s embrace, felt only warmth in her heart.


    She thought,st night was so good with Lucas, all this should be in the past now.


    Lucas treats her so well, loves her so much, she definitely can''t let down his love.


    In the future, she''ll definitely be filial to her inws, bear children for Lucas, manage their marriage well, and live a good life!


    Just like that, the three-day, two-night cruise ended.


    Chloe and Lucas returned to work at the hospital, everything returning to the way it was before.


    In the eyes of their parents, colleagues, and friends, they were a sweet newlywed couple, with no anomalies.


    Alexander Johnson hadn''t appeared again.


    Chloe felt a sense of relief, as she expected.


    Someone like Alexander wouldn''tck women, nor would he care about a one-night stand on a cruise.


    But somehow, after returning, she often dreamt of the tangled night with Alexander on her wedding night.


    Whenever waking in the dead of night, shes of that wedding night would appear before her eyes.


    On the cruise, under the bright moonlight, the taut waistline, the long fingers...


    Every moment making her toss and turn, her heart filled with emotions.


    Chloe felt that since she was thinking like this, it might be due to ovtion, coupled with Lucas not being with her since returning.


    It should be settled with just once.


    So, after several consecutive night shifts at the hospital, she found a day when both had a break.


    She went to the supermarket, bought a lot of ingredients, and even a good bottle of wine.


    Just thinking about the delightful evening with Lucas toe made her body thrill with excitement.


    After buying everything, she hummed a song as she brought the things home, and just as she closed the door, the door across opened.


    "Young Master, everything has been quite normal these days, nothing discovered. But tonight, Chloe bought a lot of ingredients and wine home. I checked the hospital schedule, and both Lucas and Chloe are not on night shift tonight."


    The person wasn''t anyone else, it was one of the subordinates sent by Alexander Johnson.


    Alexander Johnson frowned, recalling the tampering Lucas did with the drinks on the cruise, "Find something to keep Lucas at the hospital."


    "Yes, Young Master. By the way, there''s another matter, Madam is still having people investigate affairs abroad. But rest assured, Assistant Woods had instructed us long ago to smooth out the foreign assets."


    Alexander paused his fingertips, "Hmm, got it."


    After hanging up the phone, he lit a cigarette, took a few puffs, and called Assistant Jack Woods.


    "Have someone put together an investment feasibility n for Chloe''s hospital overnight, remember, the more money, the better. Make sure Gabrie Dyer can see it first thing tomorrow."


    Gabrie Dyer had been relentlessly pursuing matters abroad, only because she feared his roguishness was a sham and he had secretlyid a solid foundation abroad, making him tough to handle?


    If so, he might as well create a big spectacle to grab her attention.


    It''d also be a good opportunity to reinforce his image as a consistently flirtatious hedonist before her.


    And Chloe, a married woman whom Gabrie Dyer personally found, was naturally the best choice in sight.


    Moreover, this woman Chloe...


    "Young Master, do you intend to... Okay, I understand. It''s just..."


    Jack, who had been with Alexander Johnson for many years, instantly grasped Alexander''s intentions. But hearing Chloe''s name still made his heart tighten.


    Hearing Jack''s hesitant tone, Alexander asked, "Just what?"


    "Nothing?" Jack sensed Alexander''s icy tone and swallowed back his words.


    On the other side, in the Parasol Tree District.


    Chloe had prepared the meal, poured the wine, and even lit a few candles.


    She looked at her meticulously prepared candlelight dinner with satisfaction and smiled.


    She couldn''t help subconsciously fantasizing about the delightful evening toe with Lucas.


    She even took out her phone and snapped a photo for Lucas.


    Unexpectedly, just a few minutes after sending the photo, Lucas hastily replied, "On night shift tonight."


    There was no more message.


    Chloe''s hand shook, the spoon on the table ttered to the ground.


    She didn''t bother picking it up, her eyes fixed on the phone''s illuminated screen, shing Lucas''s "On night shift tonight," and then staring at it go darkpletely ck.


    Her heart seemed to go dark with the screen.


    Clearly, he wasn''t scheduled for the night shift tonight, yet he still took the shift.


    It just so happened right after she sent him the photo of the candlelight dinner.


    Is he really unable toe back, or does he still harbor resentment, unable to let go of what happened that wedding night, despising her.


    Thinking it over, sinceing back, Lucas indeed hadn''t touched her.


    As for the intimate moments the day after that wedding night on the cruise, Lucas was drunk, not sober.


    For a moment, self-me, difort, regret, and torment were intertwined in Chloe''s heart.


    That night, Chloe held the wine, drinking mouthful after mouthful, staring at the candlelight on the table, burning out one after another.


    In the end, she didn''t even know how she fell asleep.


    The next morning, Chloe was awakened by her phone rm.


    She opened her eyes, turned off the rm, and saw Lucas had sent a message, vividly describing the melodramatic patients from his night shift, and sheughed.


    In an instant, her mood greatly improved.


    She put down her phone, got up to wash up, even dressed up carefully, and went to work at the hospital.


    Johnson n Investment Bank.


    At nine in the morning, Mrs. Johnson, also known as Gabrie Dyer, received a report from her secretary upon arriving at thepany.


    "Ha, good. Looks like our Young Master really had fun this time, heroes have always struggled with beautiful women! We must support him!"


    "Remember, have someone follow, someone clever, reliable. If he really is foolishly lecherous, that''s fine, but the fear is that he''s hiding his light under a bushel, pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger!"


    Gabrie Dyer was very pleased to see Alexander Johnson''s investment n, yet she wasn''tcent.


    At ten in the morning, under Gabrie Dyer''s arrangement, the meeting unanimously approved Alexander Johnson''s investment n.


    Gabrie Dyer''s appointed men also joined the investment team.


    "Young Master, everything went as you expected, but Madam also sent someone." Jack Woods instantly recognized Gabrie Dyer''s appointed men.


    Alexander Johnson smiled knowingly, "What kind of person is Gabrie Dyer, of course she wouldn''t rx her vignce so easily, sending people to follow is just right, the fear is she''d send no one!"


    "Right, Young Master. Regarding Miss Simpson, do you really intend to go through with this? After all, back then..."


    Jack knew Alexander Johnson''s uing n, but thought about Chloe, still reminded.


    Last night he intended to remind, but now on the brink, with Gabrie also involved, the hospital will inevitably be a battleground.


    Chloe may not be important, but the most important is the Young Master.


    No one knows clearer than he does, how long the Young Master had been looking for her.


    "Jack, some people, some things, once they''re in the past, they stay there."


    Alexander Johnson''s hand clenched in his pocket, a fleeting depth in his eyes.


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