Domineering Love
Chapter 291 - 291 291 Confrontation

Chapter 291: Chapter 291: Confrontation Chapter 291: Chapter 291: Confrontation Cherish Turner heard the thumping sound on the stairs, probably William Griffith going down. The tears on Cherish’s cheeks hadn’t dried yet, but she let out a sigh of relief.

She just never expected that on returning here, she would end up being imprisoned by him. She already understood his temper. It seemed that she couldn’t have any contact with Daniel Peacock in the future. In fact, those words she said were just to annoy William; how could she possibly still have feelings for Daniel? If William understood her, he wouldn’t believe it was true.

But does he really understand her now?

If he hadn’t been so assertive, she wouldn’t have said such things. The relationship between the two is now at a stalemate, and Cherish’s character will also refuse to back down.

He said such serious words, this time, perhaps he was really furious.

What should she do? She wanted to die in frustration.

She took a step forward, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, and suddenly felt the cold. With one hand wrapped around her body, she raised her head to look at the gray sky. The warm and cold weather hadn’t passed much, yet their relationship has changed dramatically. In those few days, they might have been deeply in love and wanting to break through everything to be together, but Cherish’s heart has now gone cold.

She crawled into bed,

Took the neatly folded pajamas from the bed, put them on, lifted the blanket, and lay down on the soft surface. Her stomach felt empty and uncomfortable.

Suddenly she felt a burst of pain, she curled up like a shrimp.

“Knock, knock, knock—” Mother Goodman gently knocked on the suite door. The next second the door was opened, and the respectful voice of the maid sounded, “Miss Turner, please come to the dining room for dinner.”

If Miss Turner didn’t eat anything, the gentleman would probably fire her.

“Get out, I want to sleep now.” With her hand tightly clutching the blanket, her voice tried to suppress the trembling.

“But…”

“Get out! Can’t you hear me?”

“Yes…” The maid dared not say anything more, turned around, and left the room.

Cherish closed her eyes, holding her abdomen with her hands, thinking that as long as she fell asleep, the pain would go away.

In the bar, William Griffith’s good friends noticed that something was wrong with their William.

“You go and see, how much has he drunk? He can’t drink anymore, or he’ll die!” Benjamin Solomon nudged Lyndon Layman next to him. Usually, Lyndon was the most reckless at trying things; let him act, and it must be right, Benjamin wouldn’t get mad at him anyway.

“If you want to go, you go. I’m not going. Fourth Brother, you’re so bad, always urging me to do things that could get me into trouble. Don’t think I can’t see through you.”

Benjamin Solomon pouted his mouth, this guy was getting smarter and smarter!

Women were really troublesome creatures. Was it worth it for William to go through this for a woman?

At the moment, William was drinking gulp by gulp, and suddenly his cell phone rang.

It was Chloe Turner, the call he least wanted to take.

He threw his phone on the table, but the ringing kept vibrating.

William closed his eyes, Cherish’s brother Bob Turner’s image lingering in his mind, and in the end, he softened and picked up the call.

“What’s the matter.” His words were simple and extremely cold.

On the other end of the phone, Chloe Turner, who always appeared in a weak and helpless image, was a little stunned. This kind of William made her feel a bit strange, something had happened? Why did his voice now make her feel like he was hiding anger?

Was it her illusion, or was it something else?