I Become A CEO After Divorce

When he met Yanis's defensive eyes, Zane narrowed his eyes, then reached out and pulled the quilt over to one side, rolling Yanis right into it.

As Zane was about to speak, the doorbell came from downstairs.

Zane glanced at Yanis, "Stay honest."

After that Zane turned around and walked out of the bedroom, closed the door and went downstairs.

After opening the door, Zane looked at Neve standing in the doorway and frowned slightly, "What are you doing here?"

Neve went straight past Zane and entered the door, carrying a thermos box in his hand, "I told you to cook ginger tea for you, I'm a little unfamiliar with this side, so I cooked it at home and brought it here." Neve put the thermos on the coffee table in the living room and then looked at Zane, who was still standing in the doorway, and said softly, "Zane, what are you waiting for? Come and drink it while it's hot." Zane turned and walked to the living room, looked at the ginger tea Neve had placed on the coffee table, and said in a light voice, "Leave it, I'll drink it later."

"But when it's cold ......"

"I'm hot myself." Before Neve could finish her sentence, Zane interrupted her.

Neve froze, then put the lid back on, "Then you can drink some later."

Zane.

The atmosphere was inexplicably quiet as each of the two sat on one side.

Neve looked up at Zane, pursed her lips, and asked softly, "Zane, when are you going to check in with Miss Thompson?"

Zane flicked his eyebrows after hearing Neve's words, "Whenever you're free."

Neve nodded, "Zane, do you think I should send Miss Thompson something? After all, she's had a hard time over the years."

At that, Zane wrinkled his brow, "Don't worry about these things, I'll let Albi take care of it."

"Zane, I don't mean anything else, I just want to share a little something for you."

Zane raised a hand and pinched his brow, "You drove here by yourself?"

"I was afraid of spilling the soup, so I asked the driver to send me here."

In fact, the insulation box in the car tightened the lid, and how will spill?

But it has a purpose.

But Neve's calculations are still unreal.

Because right after she said that, Zane's phone rang.

The call came from Albi, saying that the bed movers were coming and were at the door.

Hanging up the phone, Zane got up and went to open the door.

"Mr. Lawrence."

Zane nodded and sidled away, lifting his finger in the direction of the guest bedroom, "The bed is in there, move it out."

The two men standing at the door nodded, "Okay." The two porters walked directly toward the guest bedroom.

Neve looked to Zane and asked softly, "Zane, what's wrong?"

Zane responded, "The bed is broken, tell them to move out."

Neve looked at Zane with some confusion, "Zane, how can the guest bed be broken if no one is sleeping in it?"

"Yanis is crushed."

In fact, the bed in the guest bedroom is not broken, but may be because of time, lying on some sound, and Zane so let people come to move the bed out, there is another plan. Neve looked at Zane, and asked, "Miss Thompson slept in the guest bedroom?"

Zane responded vaguely, then looked up at Neve, "I'll have Albi take you back later."

Neve doesn't even have a rebuttal.

Originally before coming she thought of staying in the guest bedroom first, late at night, the lonely man and woman have things that are certainly water to the ditch.

She just never expected that Zane would be so coincidental as to have the bed moved out in front of her.

"Mr. Lawrence, this bed is not......"

The porter who went in didn't see that the bed was broken, so he wanted to ask Zane if he was sure it was this bed, but before he could finish his sentence, when he met Zane's cold eyes, his words turned and became, "Mr. Lawrence, should we just move it and throw it away?"

Zane.

"Good..... good."

Soon two porters moved the bed, along with the mattress and nightstand, all out.

Because when the bed is removed, the movement is inevitably a little loud.

But directly across the street is the master bedroom upstairs.

So naturally Yanis heard the commotion, hesitated, rolled out of bed and prepared to go downstairs to take a look.

And in the living room, Neve just got up and sat down naturally beside Zane.

"Zane, the two streamlined portraits that Miss Thompson painted at the event venue today, let's decorate and hang them in the room then, shall we?" Neve said softly. "It's up to you."

Neve laughed and reached for Zane's arm, "By the way, did you get the portrait back?"

"I forgot, Magnus said to have it sent over some other time."

Neve said, "I've seen a very nice ring at Paulray's in the past two days, why don't you go with me some day?"

As Zane listened to Neve, his thoughts drifted a bit.

When he married Yanis, there was no wedding, no ceremony.

Nor did I bother to choose a pair of rings.

What should be there, what should be there, is not there.

But even so, he can still remember the day Yanis went to the Lawrence Group to get her license, wearing light makeup, Yanis at that time was full of smiles every day.

In front of him or in front of the Lawrence.

Always well behaved, obedient and understanding.

Never asked for anything of his own accord.

He gave her though she smiled and said thank you, sometimes will send him something, although not as valuable as he gave her, but are some of the more practical, and he also felt very good things. After that, every year on the anniversary of his not mentioned, she will also buy a bouquet of flowers on that day itself, and then make a nice dinner, waiting for him to come back.

He vaguely remembered that the third year of the wedding anniversary day, he was in a hurry to go on a business trip because of company matters, forgot to tell her.

As a result, she waited alone until the early hours of the morning, the dish was heated up a few times before she carefully called to ask if he was working late at the office tonight. He was busy talking to a client at that time, and hung up the phone after a hurried response.

It was only after it was over that he suddenly remembered what day it was.

He didn't call back again, though.

He wondered if she was alone at that time, hiding and crying.

Or ......

"Zane ?"

A voice in his ear interrupted Zane's thoughts and he looked back at her sideways, "What?"

Neve looked at Zane, "What are you thinking about? I just talked to you and didn't even pay attention to me, and it took me two times to call you back."

Zane pulled Neve's arm out of her hand without a trace and replied, "It's getting late, I'll have Albi take you home."

With that Zane took his cell phone and dialed Albi's number.

When the phone was dialed, Albi answered in seconds, "Mr. Lawrence?"

"Drive over and take Miss Bennett back."

On the other side of the phone, Albi froze a little when she heard Zane's words, after all, it was so late.

But thinking about Zane's attitude in the afternoon, Albi didn't ask any more questions and answered, "Okay, I'll be right over."

Hanging up the phone, Zane dropped it on the coffee table, "Albi will be over to pick you up later."

After saying that Zane got up and stood up.

As Zane rose to his feet, Neve rose to his feet and hugged Zane from behind, "Zane."

Zane frowned, raised his hand and wrenched Neve's hand away, turning to look at her, "You ......"

Not waiting for Zane to finish his sentence, Neve directly reached out and hugged Zane again, "Zane, I ...... can I stay?"

Neve is willing to go out of her way, she has put it to this point, she thinks Zane should not refuse her.

Yanis walked to the stairway and caught a glimpse of the two people standing in the living room hugging each other.

The footsteps instantly lurched and stood still.

Looking at the people hugging each other in the living room, Yanis suddenly felt as if she was drunk and her whole body was a bit confused.

At that moment, Neve suddenly raised his eyes, and when he saw Yanis standing at the entrance of the stairs, his eyes sank slightly. She didn't expect Yanis to be there.

Neve looked at Yanis standing at the entrance of the stairs and suddenly hooked his lips.

Just as Zane raised his hand to push her away, Neve suddenly hooked Zane's neck and tilted his head slightly to kiss him.

Zane tilted his head slightly and Neve's lips landed on Zane's jaw.

But from Yanis' position, all you see is them kissing.

"Zane, why don't you kiss me?" Neve tilted her head slightly to look at Zane, who avoided her kiss, and asked softly.

When Neve looked at the stairway again after saying this, Yanis was no longer there.

Zane raised his hand and pushed Neve away a bit, "Neve, don't overdo it."

Neve sniffed and took a half step back, "So all that tenderness and consideration you've shown me is just an act?"

Zane looked at her, his voice indiscernible, "What you want, what the Bennett family wants, I will carry out as previously agreed, but Neve, there are no feelings between us."

Neve suddenly laughed and asked with some excitement in his voice, "So it's between you and Yanis? Do you like her? Or do you love her?"

"Neve!"

Zane sank his voice and was about to say something when the doorbell rang at that moment.