Ex-husband, Please Respect Yourself

Chapter 208: Let's Go Home

At this time, in another office building, Eric quickly knocked on the door of the president's office.

The man who was working hard didn't raise her head. "Come in," he said.

Eric pushed the door open and looked at the man. He remained calm. "Mr. Raman, the false news about Miss Lawson has spread on the Internet in the morning. Vanten Technology Company suspended her. I just saw her sitting alone downstairs."

Hearing the thing about Cathy, the man immediately raised his head. When he heard what Eric said later, he instantly squinted, and looked grim. "She's still downstairs now?"

Without waiting for Eric's answer, he got up and strode outward.

"Mr. Raman..."

Eric still wanted to stop him, but he had gone far.

He hadn't told him that Miss Lawson was suspended because of him. Now if he came over, wouldn't that confirm the information?

Cathy was still sitting on the steps thinking about the articles. Her eyes focused on nothing and she looked ahead in a distracted way. On the surface, she was just the unemployed person who had just been dismissed.

Tyrone came over at a rapid pace and saw her in a distance. Immediately, he was very distressed. He didn't even care if anyone was looking at them. He squatted down in front of her and said, "Cathy."

Cathy looked at the man who suddenly appeared just as a hallucination. For a moment, she really thought that she had come up with an illusion. She raised her hand and waved, but she was stopped by the man and her hand was held by him.

Feeling the different warmth, Cathy finally regained her consciousness and stared at him. "Tyrone?"

"Well." The man caressed her face with pity and asked gently, "What's the matter?"

Cathy instantly indulged in that kind of gentleness, looking at him, suddenly she remembered the lines of a TV drama, and then said unconsciously, "I am unemployed."

Coupled with her lost expression and the indistinct grievance, she looked extremely pitiful.

A few seconds later, while Cathy was waiting for his response "I support you", the man just said lightly, "Well, then go home."

Cathy was suddenly stunned. She blinked her eyes and pouted her lips. "You come over and laugh at me."

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In a very bad mood, she looked at the man completely ignoring her surroundings, as if she was just wanting to find the comfort.

Man was helpless, looking at her somewhat distressed look, he knew that at this time she could not hear anything. So he got up directly, bent over and embraced her and gently said, "Let's go home." Her fingers were cold and her body was stiff. He could guess without thinking what a fierce battle she had just experienced.

The man tightened his arms, held her deeper in his arms, and he was a little sad.

Being held suddenly, Cathy was frightened and she was sober because of the wind. Then she noticed that she was still downstairs of the company, her face suddenly changed. She rushed to push him away. "Tyrone, what are you doing, release me?"

"Be obedient, I'll take you home." The man hugged her, looked at the ground and stepped down the stairs slowly. His slender figure was more than 1.8 meters, which seemed to make the woman in his arms look more like a lovely bird.

"You, you release me, I can go back myself!" Cathy was about to be angry with him and crying. She shielded her face with the box and ordered him in a low voice.

The event of the morning had not been explained clearly, let alone the matter in public now.

"You look so depressed. I'm afraid you'll be hit by a car before you get to the road." Tyrone glanced at her coldly and went ahead.

Cathy helplessly touched her forehead and looked at Vanten Technology Company beyond his broad shoulders and her tone was full of deep helplessness. "This is even more unclear now." Hearing the words, his eyes narrowed slightly, and then he raised the corner of his lips. As he walked, he said lightly, "Don't talk about that."

The man gently put her in the car, tied the seat belt on himself, then sat in the driver's seat and backed away from the company.

Cathy looked at the box in the back seat through the rearview mirror. She gradually calmed down and looked ahead expressionlessly. Her eyes were dull and no one knew what she was thinking. Tyrone looked at her for a few seconds while waiting for the red light. He said nothing and asked nothing.

He didn't even know why she lost her job. Generally speaking, on her first day back from Washington, she came back with the victory that she had signed a great list with Feng Rui. Even if Mr. Brown didn't praise her, he wouldn't fire her. But it didn't seem that she resigned on her own initiative.

When the car arrived at Jinglin Bay, the man did not send her back to the Lawson family's apartment, but directly held her and returned to the place he lived. Cathy struggled for a while at first, but she was really not in the mood after that. So she finally was reluctant to argue with him and let him hold her all the way into the room.

On the bed in the bedroom, he bent down and put her down. He raised his hand and pulled the hair off her face. He said warmly, "Take a rest. I'll pour some water for you." Cathy pushed him aside and sat up, then said quietly, "Tyrone, I am unemployed but not sick. You don't have to do these for me."

"You have been hit both in physical and mental. Is there any difference?"

"..." Did the man really want to comfort her but not stimulate her more cruelly?

The man touched her head and

turned to the living room. After more

than ten seconds, he brought in a

glass of water and put it in her hand. "Drink the water. As for whether you tell me the truth or you deal with it yourself, it is up to you."

At that moment, his cell phone in his pocket suddenly shook.

"You have a rest. I'll answer the phone first." He took out his cell phone and turned to go out to the balcony.

Cathy sat on the bed with a water cup in her hand and looked up at his figure.

When Tyrone answered the phone and returned to his bedroom, he saw that the woman was lying on the bed with her eyes closed and lying flat on the quilt.