Chapter 1483
Larry was injured. He was struck by a vase, courtesy of Cecilia.
"I wasn’t thinking of hurting you," Larry said. He just didn’t understand. Why did women reject him the more he
tried to be nicer to them? "Can't you feel that I'm trying to treat you well?"
He invited her to his house, and even whipped up a meal for her. He was even trying to decorate her room for her
based on her tastes and preferences.
All he wanted was for their relationship to progress a step further.
"Since you're hanging out with me and have feelings for me, is there a difference whether we get together today or
tomorrow?"
Larry didn't understand. The wound on his hand was gaping.
He found an iodine solution, and disinfected his wound. He waited for the pain on his finger to subside before
looking at Cecilia. "Don’t try to injure me again."
It seemed he wasn't intending to harm her. Even the violent urges she saw in his eyes vanished after she smashed
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However, she was still afraid. She tried to open her mouth, and realized that her throat was trembling from the turn
of events.
She finally composed herself, and managed to pull herself together.
'There is a difference, Larry. Just because we hang out, doesn't mean we must get together. We're spending time
together to figure out whether we should be together or not," she said.
She had eliminated Larry from her consideration. It was a complete and utter elimination.
However, she didn’t tell him that.
She looked hopelessly at the locked door. That elimination would only be effective if she managed to make it out of
this place safely today.
But...
She looked at her phone, which Larry confiscated had and placed on top of the cabinet.
Cecilia shook her head, desperation filling her eyes.
She didn't have the time to think things through when she was in a panic just now. Now that she thought about it,
had she seized the chance to call her family members instead, she might have a chance of getting rescued.
Yet, she never changed the settings to the shortcut key ever since her break-up with Noel. That shortcut key just
had to be his number.
He had already taken so much money from the Jarvises, and she even insulted him. Coupled with the fact that she
didn't even make herself clear that she was in trouble, he would probably ignore her even if he guessed that
something bad had happened to her.
There was bound to be another rich heiress somewhere in the world whom he could get his hands on.
A greedy man blinded by money like him would surely shift his target to someone else after realizing that he could
no longer get anything else from her.
"I don't care," Larry said with a shake of his head. It was clear he didn't agree with what Cecilia said. He had his own
way of thinking when it came to romance.
"You agreed to meet me, so that means you have feelings for me, and we will therefore be together. That day at
my office, you pretended to be my girlfriend in front of my colleagues.
"If you didn't have feelings for me, you wouldn't have been able to do it so convincingly.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm'That day, after I returned home from work, my colleagues texted to say that they envied me."
Larry had boasted so much, saying that they were about to get married, and that he would invite them all to his
wedding banquet. He even sent them each a small sum of money as a token.
Recalling that, Larry smiled.
"Cecilia, don't you worry. You'll have the wedding ceremony that all other women have, too. My parents have
already secured a venue for our wedding banquet. After we're done furnishing the house, I'll bring you to the hotel
to check it out."
Hearing that, Cecilia thought there was hope in leaving this place.
She asked hopefully, "Really? When?"
Larry looked warily at her. "Very soon, but...”
He hesitated for a moment before continuing, "I haven't thought about whether I should put you in a luggage case
or a bottle before bringing you there."
He said it too casually.
So much so that Cecilia didn’t quite catch what he meant.
Very soon, however, she could sense that something was off.
The realization sent chills down her spine.