Overflowing Hidden Feelings: This CEO Is Hard to Please!
Chapter 957 - 957 The bloodstain on the white sheets

Chapter 957: The bloodstain on the white sheets Chapter 957: The bloodstain on the white sheets As Arnold Johnson opened his eyes, he found Chloe Johnson, sound asleep, beside him.

At that moment, both he and Chloe were naked, wearing nothing at all.

A chill ran through him, and Arnold understood that he had been outmaneuvered by Chloe, a flicker of coldness passing through his eyes.

Just then, Chloe too opened her sleepy eyes and discovered, to her surprise and a hint of shyness, how she and Arnold were lying together.

“Arnold…” Chloe called softly, “Last night… I just saw you were drunk and helped you up here, then I couldn’t resist and…”

Chloe was indeed being very forthright.

Arnold grabbed the blanket to cover himself and caught sight of the vivid bloodstain on the white sheets.

A surge of anger lodged in his chest and wouldn’t dissipate.

By the time he had showered, dressed, and come out of the bathroom, Chloe had already dressed herself and was standing in front of Arnold.

Seeing that Arnold remained silent, Chloe continued, “Arnold, I’m sorry. I know you must blame me, but I really couldn’t help myself. I won’t ask you to take responsibility.”

Take responsibility? How laughable!

“I’ve said before, I hate being manipulated,” Arnold said coldly.

Chloe bit her lip, speaking with a sense of grievance, “I really didn’t mean to plot against you, I just took advantage of the situation. I admit it was a bit too much, but I never thought of manipulating you, Arnold, you have to believe me!”

“Moreover, think about it, when would I have had the chance to manipulate you?”

Chloe looked up at Arnold with her big eyes, an innocent expression on her face.

Arnold’s brows furrowed slightly. From the moment he started drinking to the end, he watched her, and indeed, he hadn’t made a move, and all the alcohol was from his private stash…

Just as Chloe had said, she had simply seized the opportunity to force herself on him. She also acknowledged it openly. What could he do about such a thing, even if he found it disgusting?

Yet looking at Chloe only made him feel irritated and uncomfortable.

Not wanting to look at her any longer, Arnold turned away, intending to leave.

Chloe called out to him, “Arnold, we haven’t eaten. Let’s have breakfast together.”

“You just said you didn’t need anything from me,” Arnold replied, his voice still cold, not turning his head back as he walked away.

Chloe bit her lip, filled with resentment.

Even in such a situation, Arnold wouldn’t spare her another glance?

Could he really be so heartless!

Not five minutes after Arnold left, Alexander came by, acting as if nothing had happened, and asked, “Young Miss, do you plan to go downstairs for breakfast, or would you like me to bring it up to you?”

Looking at Alexander, Chloe was reminded of everything that had happened between them the night before. Being intimate with a man she didn’t love felt so disgustingly uncomfortable.

But now was not the time to turn against Alexander; she needed to use him for many things.

“Go back,” Chloe said, her voice cold.

Alexander left, understanding the cue, and informed Chloe that he had the car ready and was waiting for her downstairs.

Chloe knew that Alexander was innocent in this, but what of it? The world is full of innocent people. Who would pity her, another innocent soul?

Picking up her phone, she looked at the photos from last night—herself lying beneath Arnold, in his arms, even her kissing his lips and eyes…