Business Tycoon Pursues His Wife Wholeheartedly

“Cindy, whose car is that?” Noman asked with a frown, but in fact, he already had the answer in his mind.

“Eric.”

Cindy felt a bit of a headache, so she rolled down the window some, thinking that letting the wind blow would clear her head a bit.

“Oh.”

Noman sneered a little wanly, “I didn’t know before that Eric’s personality was that annoying.”

Cindy raised an eyebrow and looked over, she had rarely heard Noman say he hated someone from his mouth, “How so?”

“He’s been following two intersections back there.” Noman expressionlessly stepped on the gas pedal, with his strength as a racer, and the performance of this car is also good, the car whooshed and rushed out of the intersection.

But behind, Eric’s car was still following closely.

Cindy was confused for two seconds.

Eric would drive after her?

“Is he crazy?”

Noman raised an eyebrow, poked out his hand, pointed to the hotel sign in front of him, and said smoothly, “Cindy, I know you don’t want to involve me in this, but today, I’ll help you out.”

“Huh?”

Cindy didn’t react, only to see Noman make a left turn and the car drove into the underground parking lot of the Leonce Hotel.

Noman threw on the car door, pulled Cindy, and headed inside the hotel.

“Doesn’t he want to follow? Then go ahead and see if he has the guts to come in.” Noman raised his eyebrows and suddenly came close to Cindy’s ear, “Aren’t you curious what he means by chasing us all the time?”

“Not really curious.”

“Come on, go upstairs.”

Noman caught a glimpse of Eric’s car pulling in just as the elevator came in, and he walked in with Cindy.

He hadn’t pressed the floor button so he could get Eric to keep up.

Not long after, the elevator door opened, and he turned his back that moment and stood in front of Cindy.

One hand propped up on top of Cindy’s head, and one hand carried the bag in her hand.

This action, from the angle outside the elevator, looked particularly ambiguous as if Noman had Cindy half in his arms.

Cindy raised her eyes slightly and saw Eric’s abyss-like cold eyes along Noman’s shoulder.

She frowned and shrank back, signaling Noman with her eyes that this was not necessary.

Noman, however, reached out and rubbed her hair, “I was in such a hurry just now that I forgot to press the floor button.”

Eric took a step into the elevator, his face cold and sullen.

It was Noman who sidled up and greeted her in a gangly manner, “Mr. Miller, hello again, we actually met three times in one day? I see that Mr. Miller is not as busy as rumored.”

Cindy’s eyes cooled for a few moments.

Ding.

When the elevator arrived on the hotel floor, Noman tugged Cindy out.

But as soon as she moved, the wrist of her other hand was pulled.

She turned around in surprise and was confronted by Eric’s chilly face, but the words were addressed to Noman, “What are you doing?”

Noman snickered, “Mr. Miller, this is a hotel, what do you think a man and a woman are doing in a hotel?”

Cindy, “…”

Before she had a chance to say anything, Noman added emphatically, “Get a room okay? You can control half of the business in this city, but you can’t control which woman I sleep with, right?”

Cindy, “…”

Noman rolled his eyes at Eric and simply wrapped his arm around Cindy’s shoulders, forcing Cindy out of the elevator.

Cindy struggled hard, and Noman whispered in her ear, “Be cooperative, he’s watching.”

Cindy immediately stopped struggling and simply let him hold her.

In the elevator, the smell of Cindy’s alcohol remained, and Eric watched her being pulled by Noman, so intimately, so blindingly.

He frowned and suddenly felt a great deal of confusion in his heart. He walked back to the elevator and went to the hotel lobby and opened a room directly.

Coincidentally, it was right next door to Noman and Cindy’s room.

Eric clutched the room card, because too much force, the bone joints made a sound.

They opened a large bedroom.

What confession and rejection!

She is obviously playing the trick of refusing and welcoming and playing that Jones guy around.

Eric went into his room, ripped off his tie, and the more he looked at the room with the big bed, the more he felt unhappy.

The fire in his chest could not be suppressed, and he even had the first thought of regret.

He should not have followed on the spur of the moment.

At this time, the next room.

Noman was talking to Peter to make sure the team had arrived home safely, and Cindy was charging her phone and deleting the debt collection messages on her phone.

All she could think about was what to do next.

Because of the Miller Group’s investment, the prize money of this competition has doubled, but the money is to be divided per capita to the team after the next week’s account, and she can get about 100, 000 in her hand.

She still has to rent a house.

And that debt collection company.

“What are you thinking? If you think about drinking again, I won’t agree.” Noman turned around, saw her frowning, and joked.

Cindy was amused by him and propped her chin up with her hand, “Can you do me a favor and check out this company for me.”

“Randall Financial?” Noman wrote down the name and handed Cindy another glass of water, “Okay, I’ll give you an answer tomorrow.”

“Thanks.”

Cindy saw that her phone was almost charged, so she unplugged the charging cable and wanted to leave.

“Where are you going?”

“Home, otherwise, how to live here.” Cindy looked at the double bed behind her, and the warm and romantic Jacuzzi.

In this room, the preparation is really complete, everywhere conveys an ambiguous and romantic atmosphere.

Noman scratched his head, “I just told the receptionist to book this rather special room in order to help you piss off Eric, don’t get me wrong, I’m not that kind of person.”

Cindy blinked, “You’re overthinking it, I’m afraid you’ll snore in your sleep and disturb me.”

“I’ll sleep on the couch, don’t worry, I sleep like a cat.” Noman hemmed and hugged a quilt, and went to the couch next to him. He said as he tidied up, “Eric hadn’t left when we got into the elevator just now, so maybe, he’s wandering around the hallway right now. You have to act the whole show, otherwise, we are busy for nothing.”

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