Overflowing Hidden Feelings: This CEO Is Hard to Please!
Chapter 779 - 779 The Sorrow in Passion 3

Chapter 779: The Sorrow in Passion 3 Chapter 779: The Sorrow in Passion 3 Amelia Wilson didn’t want to know what Henry Campbell was thinking. At that moment, she could only see one fact – that he was unwilling to touch her.

“I don’t want you to take responsibility, is it really that difficult to sleep with me?” Amelia said with a heartache.

Was he unwilling to sleep with her? If he wasn’t, he wouldn’t have been so passionate just now.

But in the end, he didn’t touch her.

No amount of explanation could change that fact.

Seeing him so quiet, Amelia felt extremely hurt and said bitterly, “Young Master Campbell, if you don’t want to sleep with me, why don’t you leave? Staying overnight? That innocent love where you have one blanket and I have another doesn’t suit a Scandal Queen like me.”

Her mocking tone and the determined look on her face.

In the end.

Henry only said one thing: “Take care!”

Then.

He left her room without looking back.

Amelia felt as if her entire being had been hollowed out and squatted down on the floor in a mess.

She didn’t know how long she sat there.

Assistant Laura came to her side, saw her haggard appearance, and hurried over to help her, comforting her by saying, “Sister Ava, don’t be sad. My heart breaks seeing you like this.”

Hearing Laura’s words, Amelia replied, “We’re both women, your heart breaks for what?”

Seeing that she was still able to speak, Laura was half-relieved.

“You’re so beautiful, even in pain and distress, any woman would feel sorry for you,” Laura said honestly.

Amelia looked at her and responded, “Hmm, you’ve finally said something human after all these days.”

Just one thing? It seemed like everything she said before was nonsense?

Was her assistant really that useless?

Looking at Laura’s confused expression and the large bag she held in her hand, Amelia quickly asked, “What’s in your bag?”

Laura looked at her own bag and said with a smile, “I bought snacks. I have a bad habit – I can skip meals, but I can’t live without junk food.”

“Then why do I smell meat?” Amelia felt she needed to have a good meal to heal her wounded heart.

Seeing the gleam in Amelia’s eyes, Laura immediately hugged the bag in front of her and said seriously, “Sister Ava, you’re a celebrity. You can’t eat this junk food. It will affect your skin and your figure. If the company finds out that I bought these for you, they will definitely deduct my bonus, and without my bonus, I can’t buy any more snacks.”

“…”

Making so many explanations just to avoid being fined and not having snacks in the future – it was quite something.

“Bring out your snacks and share them. If you don’t tell and I don’t tell, no one will know. You said I’m so beautiful, let me tell you, I grew up eating junk food and it made me this beautiful.”

“…”

Who was she trying to fool? Laura didn’t believe her.

“You have two choices – one, share your snacks with me, or two, I’ll report that you’ve constantly bought snacks for me and get you fired from the company. Hmm!” Amelia looked at her with a cunning smile.

“Sister Ava, you’re a big star, a good person, you won’t do this to a little assistant like me,” Laura said with a mournful face.

“Give me the snacks!”

Right now, Amelia could devour a cow with her eyes.

Laura opened the bag and took out her snacks: potato chips, cookies, drinks, and various grilled skewers and cooked food…