Domineering Mr. CEO and His Impudent Love
Chapter 1549 - 1552: Dylan Wellington Finally Appears (Extra 4)

Chapter 1549: Chapter 1552: Dylan Wellington Finally Appears (Extra 4)

On the other end of the phone, Cooper I’s voice respectfully emerged, "Master, that woman hasn’t said a thing. It seems she’s received training in this regard and has resistance to interrogation."

Resistance to interrogation?

A cold glint quickly flashed through Mr. Lucas’s unfathomable eyes.

A trained woman, deliberately sent to his side.

The identity of this woman was indeed not simple.

Who sent her here?

Theodore Lucas, Nolan Lucas?

Frank Chamberlain... or some other potential enemies he was unaware of.

"Continue asking..." Mr. Lucas originally intended to order Cooper I to resort to extreme methods.

But considering the woman was still by his side, he stopped himself just as the words reached his lips.

"That will do, I have affairs to attend to."

After finishing, Mr. Lucas hung up the phone, leaving Cooper I holding the phone on the other end, somewhat bewildered.

Why did it feel like the Master was hesitant to speak?

...

At this end, upon seeing Aidan Lucas finishing his call, Lily asked with concern, "What’s wrong? Whose call was it? Is there a problem?"

"Nothing, just a call from one of my men about a minor issue."

"Oh." Lily didn’t harbor any suspicions, as she never doubted Mr. Lucas, and thus didn’t think much of it.

Then she immersed herself back into her own world, contemplating how to talk with Mr. Wellington later.

Poor Monica, if at this moment Lily had asked just one more question, perhaps she could’ve been rescued and spared a few days of suffering.

If only...

*

In a bedroom on the third floor of the Wellington family mansion, Dylan Wellington, who had yet to appear, was lying on the bed, barely clinging to life, having become almost skeletal.

His once wickedly handsome features had long since vanished.

Mr. Wellington, who once had countless beautiful women from the inner circles fall at his feet at the sight of his tailored pants, now looked terrifyingly like a bag of bones.

The Wellington family’s personal doctor was inserting a needle into Dylan Wellington’s emaciated hand, but as soon as the needle went in, the seemingly lifeless man suddenly moved.

He strained to lift his gaunt right hand, propping himself up with effort, shaking as he reached towards the back of his left hand.

It looked as though he wanted to pull the needle out.

"Ian... Ian, why can’t you just let go... Was that woman really that good? You... You’ve been deceived by her, don’t be deluded anymore. Ian..."

Mrs. Wellington cried and knelt down beside Ian’s bed, her previously exquisite makeup now streaked away.

Her face was covered in tears, crying almost to the point of losing control of herself.

Her son, who had lived more than twenty years as a playboy, had unexpectedly one day fallen for a woman from the lower classes, who was shrewd at heart.

Because of that woman, Dylan Wellington was forcibly brought back to the Wellington family and pressured into an arranged marriage, after which he started fasting and refused to eat or drink.

He made it very clear, if the Wellington family was unwilling to accept Skye Brown into the family, he would rather starve to death than marry another woman.

At first, both Mr. Wellington and Mrs. Wellington didn’t take Dylan Wellington’s resistance seriously.

They thought they understood him well.

How could a man like Dylan Wellington truly fall in love?

The so-called fasting was more likely a tactic for Dylan Wellington to force them to yield.

However, when Dylan Wellington said he would fast, he indeed fasted.

Without eating or drinking, for an entire week.

His entire body visibly withered away at a noticeable rate.

At this point, Mr. Wellington had no choice but to personally order the servants to force-feed him water and porridge.

But after being forced to consume food, Dylan Wellington would immediately induce vomiting to expel the food he had just eaten.

After several such instances, Mr. Wellington could only call the personal doctor to forcibly administer a nutrient solution to Dylan Wellington.

Who would have thought, after weeks of struggle, the now skeletal Dylan Wellington still had the strength to pull out his IV.

Seeing all this, Mrs. Wellington completely panicked, unable to hold on any longer.