Love Letters, Divorce Papers (Jared and Amber)
Chapter 1196 Strange Cole

Yet Sheila is panicking at the moment.

Why?

Of course it's for the sake of not having your lies uncovered!

She is not really going abroad, so how is it possible to let the chairman to go for their own farewell, to go does not reveal it?

Sheila held the phone with both hands and hurriedly explained, "Because I bought the ticket at 11:00 p.m. It's so late, so I don't want you to go back and forth, it's too much trouble, and if you come to see me off at such a late hour, Mr. Farrell must not be at ease."

That's true.

Amber rubbed her chin, "But why did you buy it so late?"

Sheila continued to lie, "I bought it so late to catch up on sleep on the plane so that when I get there abroad, I can immediately report for duty."

"So, that's fine, then I won't see you off, but before you get on the plane, send me a message so I know you boarded without incident, and I'll be relieved." Amber said.

Sheila knew she had given up on the idea of going to see her off and breathed a huge sigh of relief, "Okay Chairman."

"Okay then, I won't disturb the rest then, I'll hang up now." Amber looked at the time and it was getting late.

Sheila also did not want to continue talking to Amber, the more she talked about it, the more she felt sorry for Amber. In the end, she was more afraid that she couldn't stand the guilt inside her and just confessed everything.

So behind Amber's offer to hang up the phone, she was relieved.

"Okay, goodbye chairman."

"Bye."

After hanging up the phone, Sheila put down the phone, the boulder raised in her heart, finally fell back into place.

Mr. Lyon came over and sat down on the edge of the bed, looking at her with a smile, "I didn't expect you to lie nowadays, but your face is not red and your words are not false."

Listening to the man's sarcasm, Sheila laughed to herself in her heart and said in a light voice on the surface, "This is Mr. Lyon you requested yourself, you asked me to resign in order not to let the chairman know that you brought me here, I couldn't tell the chairman the truth, so I had to lie."

"Oh? So you're blaming me?" Cole narrowed his eyes.

Sheila looked away, "No, I just blame myself."

Blame yourself for not pushing him away in the first place.

Blame yourself for not getting rid of the baby sooner.

Otherwise, there would not be what is happening now.

She just wondered how on earth Mr. Lyon knew she was pregnant.

And how did she know that she wanted to get rid of the baby?

And knew exactly what to expect, arriving at her exactly before her surgery.

All of this was so curious to her.

She didn't know how he knew, and the only thing she was sure of was that it certainly wasn't the chairman who told Mr. Lyon.

Since the chairman never asked Mr. Lyon, the chairman himself did not know that Mr. Lyon knew about her pregnancy and came to stop it.

Then Mr. Lyon knows the reason, it is open to question.

"What are you thinking about?" Cole saw Sheila's eyes keep flickering and couldn't help but ask.

Sheila avoided his gaze, "No."

She wasn't about to ask Cole directly how exactly he knew.

She knew that she wouldn't get an answer even if she asked.

He won't tell him.

So it's better not to ask.

Maybe she'll figure it out when time has passed.

See Sheila concealed not to say, Cole unhappy sunken face, then stood up, "Okay, time is late, I should go, you stay here well, a maid will come to take care of you later, if there is nothing, do not contact the outside world, and do not go out, or I do not know what I will do, understand?"

Sheila looked up at him sharply and her face went white, "Mr. Lyon, you want to put me under house arrest?"

Cole gave a meaningful laugh, "If you like it, it's not impossible."

Sheila blushed even harder.

Who liked it?

"Okay, I'm leaving, call me if you need anything." Cole reached out and subconsciously tried to pat her head.

But then the thought that she is not Amber, but Sheila, the hand that reached over Sheila's head, and then suddenly stopped, with a very unpleasant expression.

He didn't understand how he could want to pat her head.

It is clear that many women are not Amber, and one has not shot those women in the head.

But now with Sheila, it is trying to do that.

Obviously Sheila is not Amber either.

Cole withdrew his hand and stared down at his hand for a moment, the more he looked at it, the worse his face became.

He just thought he was crazy. He obviously didn't think of Sheila as Amber, but he also acted like he wanted to pat her head, what is it if not crazy?

Cole put his hand down and his eyes sunk toward Sheila, as if trying to see Sheila for what she was.

But after looking for a while, not only did not and did not see, but finally made the psychological more annoyed, grunted and then turned away.

Sheila looked at his indignantly departing back, only to replace him somewhat baffling.

He didn't offend him, so why did he suddenly get angry again?

At this time, Sheila noticed that Mr. Lyon's temper seemed to be getting worse and worse.

In the past, Mr. Lyon's temper was very good and would not be so uncertain and unpredictable as it is now.

Now like this, I guess it's because of seeing her as a nasty person that she is like this, right?

Sheila let out a bitter smile, looked up slightly at the ceiling and launched into a daze.

Over there, Cole walked out of his private villa and got back into his car.

He did not drive away in a hurry, but sat in the driver's seat, his body leaning against the back of the seat, lifting a hand to rest on his eyes, the whole person looked very tired.

Of course, he was not really tired, he just felt irritable in his heart, there is a kind of indescribable feeling.

This feeling makes him unable to be serene and beyond his control, and even his intuition tells him that not only will this feeling not go away, but it will even get heavier as time passes. And he clearly knew that he would become like this because of Sheila.

Because he never becomes like this when he faces others.

Only when facing Sheila, he becomes unlike himself.

It is reasonable to face such an uncertainty that can drive you away from yourself by becoming unlike yourself.

But for some reason, he did not do that, and even did not want to do that, but instead detained this uncertainty directly around.

That's why he said he wasn't crazy.

As he was thinking, the phone in his bag suddenly rang, temporarily interrupting Cole's daze.

He rubbed his face, not thinking about these things that hurt his brain, and sat up straight before taking his phone out.

Seeing the caller ID, a smile appeared on his brow before he answered the call, "Amber."

The call was from Amber.

She was completely relieved to learn that Sheila was not what she and Kiara had suspected.

Afterwards, after she hung up the phone with Sheila, she remembered what Ben had said when she left the old house at noon, and that's when she called Cole again.

"Cole, busy?" Amber inquired.

Cole glanced out of the car at the villa across the street and returned with a twinkle in his eye, "No, not busy, Amber, what did you want to see me about?"

"It's nothing really, just wanted to let you know that Connor has been beaten up." Amber said with a smile.

Cole was surprised, "so fast? Zak guy is now quite efficient ah, before that guy is chronic, ordered him to do things, always slow a beat, I thought he would at least a day or two to do, I did not expect I just told him last night, he let someone beat up today, this is not like ah."

He laughed in surprise and delight.