I become a SheEO After Dirvorce

Chapter 647 Return the Ring to Its Original Owner

Zayla subconsciously exclaimed, but she couldn’t make a sound, so she could only stare at him angrily.

She put her hands against his chest, trying to push him away.

Lincoln raised his eyebrows at her, and then held her hands.

“It’s comfortable for you and me in this way.”

Zayla thought, ‘I am not comfortable at all! How can I type if you hold me like this?’

She looked anxious, but she couldn’t speak, so she could only keep gesticulating.

Lincoln didn’t pick up the phone that was left in the car, but let his handsome face approach her, and said in a low voice…

“I know what you want to ask.

“As long as your hands are in mine.” He added.

After finishing speaking, he unhurriedly took out a ring from his pocket and put it on her little finger accurately.

just returned the ring to its original owner.”

Just liked him, returned to her.

Zayla looked at the gleaming ring, her delicate brows gradually furrowed, and she was in a trance.

He clasped her head with one hand, pressed his forehead against hers, and clasped her slender waist with another hand, leaving her nowhere to draw back.

“Zayla, I didn’t run away from the wedding.”

When Zayla heard these words, she only felt a rumble beside her ears.

He didn’t run away from the wedding?

“Someone replaced me and got married.”

Then Lincoln handed her his mobile phone.

It recorded the entire wedding ceremony scene.

Prosperous weddings, naturally attracted much attention.

But the groom was not him, it was Joe.

Zayla couldn’t believe that Joe actually replaced Lincoln and married Helena?

What… What happened?

Lincoln slid his phone screen and moved to the next photo.

It was an external statement.

It clearly stated that Joe Nash and Helena Murphy were in love with each other. Adhering to the principle that lovers would eventually get married, Lincoln Nash chose to quit after fully consideration.

The statement was simple. Without the slightest hint of saving face, it was all about stating the facts.

But… did Joe really like Helena?

If Joe made the sacrifice for his brother, then it was not fair to him!

Zayla looked solemn, and looked at Lincoln again.

And he knew what she wanted to say.

“To get that position, one has to make sacrifices. NôvelDrama.Org © content.

“This is Joe’s choice.”

Zayla narrowed her eyes and nodded slightly.

“But, there is a person who is more important to me.

“So, I can give up everything for her.

Now I have nothing. I don’t know if my sugar mommy can take me in?”

At this moment, Alphard stopped.

Aziel tapped on the baffle lightly, indicating that they had arrived.

Zayla turned her head and saw the car arrive at the gate of Bridgeland Villa.

The next second, she pushed him away and got out of the car.

Then she picked up the phone on the ground, typed a few lines seriously, and handed it to him.

[Who said you have nothing?]

This Alphard isn’t yours?]

[Sleep in the car.]

Then, she put away her phone, turned around and walked towards the villa.

Lincoln smiled softly, looked at her back and said in a deep voice…

“So cruel to me?”

Zayla’s footsteps were slightly paused.

She gritted her teeth and had to be ruthless.

She left without looking back.

Leroy saw Zayla come back, and he felt a little familiar when he saw the car parked not far away.

Zayla noticed Leroy’s gaze and immediately closed the door.

Seeing Zayla’s reaction, Leroy’s keen intuition told him that something was wrong.

He really felt familiar with that car, but he couldn’t remember whose car it was for a moment.

Leroy made oblique references and asked with a smile, “Ms. Vargas, are you having fun at the party?”

Zayla didn’t know whether to nod or shake her head, so she typed one word: [Fine.]

“Ms. Mills didn’t send you back?”

[Linda drank too much, I asked a substitute driver to take her back.]

“So Ms. Vargas came back by taxi?”

Zayla nodded.

“It’s so dangerous. Ms. Vargas should send me a message. I’ll pick you up.”

[The public security in Harper has always been good. I called a special car, which is very safe.]

“A special car. No wonder an Alphard sent you back.”

Zayla nodded. A guilty conscience flashed across her fair face