Ex-Husband’s Love Dilemma

Chapter 68 Soon, Michael received a response.

He sent what he had found out to Cassandra and asked, "Cassie, what do you want to do? I'll help you." "No. Just focus on your work. I'm also about to go to the site, she answered.

"What's the matter?” Michael asked worriedly, frowning.

"I don't have tto bother with it. Let's leave it at that for now, Cassandra said. She was unfazed, pretended to know nothing, and let the other party do as they pleased.

She went to the construction site and was busy the whole day. She spent most of her tthere recently, walking around every day, surveying and modifying the design drawings. Although it was very tiring, she regarded it as exercise so her baby grow up healthily. She felt better when she thought about it.

At noon, Cassandra went to a restaurant for lunch with Zachary and others. They ate casually as they all knew each other.

Cassandra went to the restroom during the meal.

Someone stood in her way at the restroom entrance on her way back.

It was Thomas He put his hands in his pockets, looked at Cassandra with a wicked smile, and said, "Ms. Jackson, we meet again. We are truly fated, don't you think? Would you like to have a meal together?" Cassandra replied indifferently. "Mr. Sim, we don't know each other well, let alone be friends. I don't think we should have a meal together." He said, "Cassandra, don't put on airs. Otherwise, I have many ways to hurt you." "Mr. Sim, we live in a lawful society now. Are you still trying to do something illegal?" she asked.

Thomas didn't say anything, and Cassandra managed to get away.

She had doubts about her encounter with Thomas.

Meanwhile, Taylor also told Orlando about the matter.

"Mr. Quinn, Thomas is cunning, and Mrs. Quinn is so beautiful. Will he have ill intentions? Taylor asked. Orlando looked up at Taylor calmly and asked, "Do you think Cassandra is beautiful?* Taylor paused for a moment and didn't know how to respond.

"Mr. Quinn, I mean, is Thomas going to do something bad to Mrs. Quinn?" he asked, lowering his head.

Orlando's expression was filled with a trace of inquiry and a darkened gaze. He then said indifferently, "Arrange someone to protect her secretly. If anything happens? letknow immediately." "Okay. I got it," "Taylor said.

Taylor breathed a sigh of relief and left the office.

Orlando leaned back in his chair. Ifis deep gaze flashed with a slight coldness. He remembered Taylor's words about 1/4 79% Chapter 69 Cassandra being beautiful.

He was always aware of Cassandra's beauty, especially her alluring eyes. The more he thought about it, the more displeased he felt.

Undoubtedly, Cassandra could easily affect his mood..

In the evening, Cassandra left the construction site and was about to return to Dustmeadow Mansion.

Just then, her phone rang.

"Hello, who is this?" she asked.

Rebecca answered, "Is this Cassandra? It's me, Rebecca.

"Rebecca?" Cassandra asked.

It was the first tthey had spoken on the phone.

Rebecca cstraight to the point and said in a slightly anxious tone, "Cassandra, let's compromise. "Ms. Spencer, are you kidding me?" Cassandra replied. She was momentarily speechless.

However, Rebecca continued, "I know you're still angry with me, but I really want to have a good talk with you. I know have a lot of misunderstandings, but I've been thinking about it these days. A relationship is something you can't force. If you and Landy are in love, I wish you both the best. It's hard to make things clear over the phone. Why don't we meet and talk Cassandra narrowed her eyes slightly. In fact, she wanted to refuse immediately without thinking about it, but she swallowed her words the moment she was about to answer.

She asked. "Do you want to meet and talk in person?" "May I?" Rebecca asked hesitantly, and Cassandra immediately agreed.

However, Rebecca suggested that they meet at a hotel instead of a cafe or restaurant.

Rebecca explained that she was worried about being filmed and posted online and causing trouble for Cassandra. Coincidentally, she was shooting a promotional video near the hotel.

Cassandra didn't object at all. She did whatever Rebecca said.

When Cassandra arrived at the hotel room, Rebecca poured her a glass of water and motioned her to sit as she said, "Cassandra, I'm sorry for asking you to chere." Just say what you want to say," Cassandra said, staying calm and collected.

Rebecca stated, "I don't think it's a solution to keep fighting like this. If you don't love Landy, stop bothering him." "Ms. Spencer, I am married to Orlando, so I don't understand what you mean by bothering him. Besides, he is unwilling to divorce me. Don't you know that?" Cassandra replied.

Rebecca was immediately irritated and exclaimed, “Nonsense! It's you who won't let him go. Why don't you leave? Is it about the money? I'll give you whatever you want." Cassandra pursed her lips slightly and said indifferently, "Ms. Spencer, it seems you don't want to buya meal, and you 79%1 Chapter 68 are trying to bribeinstead." Rebecca uttered, "Cassandra, I suggest you to know your place. Otherwise, you're the one who will be embarrassed." Rebecca showed her true colors in the end.

"Rebecca, did you lie about treatingto a meal today? You actually wanted to warn me, right?" Cassandra asked.

Cassandra assumed that Rebecca had quietly admitted it since she had not denied it.

Cassandra was in no hurry to say anything and wanted to see what exactly Rebecca wanted to do.

They looked at each other, and Rebecca added, "What should I do to make you leave Landy?".

Rebecca wanted Cassandra to divorce Orlando, even if Cassandra didn't want to. However, Cassandra refused to comply and believed she had no obligation to report everything to Rebecca Rebecca stared at her back after she left the hotel room and scoffed, "Cassandra, just wait. We'll see who can laugh to the last moment." Cassandra stood and waited at the elevator entrance, but just as she was about to enter, a sudden force pulled her and dragged her into the room across the elevator.

It all happened so fast before Cassandra could react.

The room was dark. She subconsciously struggled and asked, "Who are you?" At that moment, the lights were turned on.

It was Thomas holding her wrist She shook him off and took a step back to keep her distance as she asked. Thomas, what are you doing?"

"Nothing. I'm just waiting for you," Thomas said, closing the door and slowly approaching her. He said, "Cassandra. I've admired you Pota long time, and I've told you I'm available to accompany you, but you've always pretended to be reserved and refused to see me. There is nothing I can do, and this is the only way I can see you. What do you think? Will you accompanynow?" Thomas, did Rebecca ask you to do this?" Cassandra said straightforwardly.

Thomas' face froze for a moment, but his expression soon returned to normal. Cassandra, however, noticed.

He closed the distance between them, smirking. His breath hit Cassandra's face, making her feel disgusted.

Thomas said, "Cassandra, stop talking nonsense. Do you want to spend the night withand go'dur separate ways, or do you want to leave now and risk being photographed by reporters and having your reputation ruined?"

Cassandra tilted her head to keep sdistance from him. The light in on the room was warm and shone bn her tanned and flawless skin. As Orlando said, she could make people feel she was secretly seducing them just by looking at them coldly with her eyes. Cassandra's expression changed slightly. Will you ruin my reputation if I don't stay with you?" she asked. Thomas sneered and said, "Don't give the that cold and distant look. You'll be happy later.

Thomas' face turned red, and his gaze wandered. Cassandra sensed something was wrong after noticing his change.

She could feel his thoughts getting out of control, and there was a certain hint in his gaze. His breathing becheavier as Chapter 68 well.

Thomas narrowed his eyes, took the opportunity while Cassandra was slightly in a daze, and pinned her down on the couch. Then, he began to take off her clothes.

Cassandra's face turned pale. She said slowly and faintly, "Thomas, you want to have sfun, right? Why don't we do something more exciting?"