Trapped with the CEO

Lola walked to her Maserati, but the door of the Maybach was suddenly opened. She looked back from in and as she expected, Harry was there.

"Get in the car!" He was leaning against the seat lazily, surrounded by a faint smell of cigarette.

She took the passenger seat and closed the door.

The Maybach backed up smoothly and sped out of the parking lot.

The depressing atmosphere inside indicated Harry got into bad moods.

Harry stopped the car at the gate of a shopping mall. "Go and get me some ties and clothes. More is better."

...

Lola looked at his serious look. Though speechless, she still got off and went into the mall as he required.

Was his bank account restricted by his family? Did he seem to have run out of money?

Confused, Lola walked into a luxury menswear store and picked eight ties of various pattern and several boxes of underwear.

Two white casual shirts attracted her attention. As she could not decide which fit better, she took both of them. After grabbing another three crocodile leather belt, Lola walked to the checkout counter. She couldn't help feeling awkward about the idea that others might think she was seeing couple of men.

With several shopping bags in hands, Lola stopped at a store for leather products. Recalling that Harry was still using the wallet she bought him years ago, she walked in and bought a new one for him. She couldn't put their photo in it this time, though.

Back to the car, Lola put all the bags in the trunk and sat on the front passenger seat again. "These are enough to manage with for a while!"

Harry didn't respond. Instead, he drove away. Lola heard the sound of waves approaching. When she got off the car, she realized they were indeed at the seaside.

They walked along the sea silently. Shells were left on the beach by the flowing tides.

Bathed in the moonlight, Lola held a clean and opalescent shell in the hand.

After a while, Harry suddenly lifted her up and carried her back to the car.

After putting Lola on the backseat, he leaned towards her and fetched a condom from nowhere.

The car rocked vibrantly by the seaside. Harry held Lola tightly, kissing her ear gently. His voice was hoarse. "Lola, I am going to pick wedding dress with her tomorrow..."

Lola looked up, only to let tears drop along her long hair and melt into the seat.

The shell, which she hadn't got time to throw away, was held tightly in her fist. The rough edges cut her palm, with blood dropping.

What hurt her was not the shell, but his words.

Harry tried to wipe and kiss away her tears, but Lola kissed him back recklessly.

She had no idea. Four years ago, she lost to Yolanda over and over again.

Today, she was doomed to lose this fight again even before she got started.

How come? Why couldn't she at least have a chance?

She had been waiting for him in SL Group for three years. Now she was strong and he was here. But he was now telling her that he and Yolanda's well-planned marriage was going to draw an end to all her plans?

She didn't want to give up!

With tears shedding, she stopped kissing him. "Harry Si, you don't deserve my respect!" Because he gave up so easily. Because he simply lost confidence like that. Because he was going to marry the woman who murdered his own child.

Harry buried his head in Lola's neck, holding her tightly.

"Who do you take me for? Your call girl? Harry, I'm not who I was. Pass on my warning to Yolanda. She knew what she owed to me. I'll by no means go easy her, even if you ask." Then she pushed Harry away, quickly straightened her clothes and left the car.

After taking several steps, she came back and opened the trunk. Harry watched her throwing the bags into the sea, and the sea, with its waves and tides, swallowed everything immediately.

As Lola went away sturdily, Harry straightened his clothes and walked into the sea to get the bags back.

Yolanda owed to her? Did he make terribly wrong judgments at that time?

Lola walked a long way before she could found a taxi, so it was quite late when she finally made it home. All the families had gone to bed.

Lola knocked at the door of Joseph's room. After some time, the door was opened.

Joseph had been listening to music with headphones on, so he almost missed the knock if not for the intervals between songs.

"Joseph, I need your help!" Lola said expressionlessly.

Joseph sensed that something must be wrong. "What happened, Lola?"

Was it because of the incident this morning?

"It's alright. Help me find out where Yolanda is going pick the wedding dress." She would like to make some trouble for them!

Joseph was disgusted to hear Yolanda's name again. "Lola, why do you want me to do so? You know how I want to slap her every time I see her!"

If he had known that Lola was his sister back in D City, he would have done that already!

"Will you help me or not?" Lola stared at her brother.

Joseph nodded without hesitation. "Sure! I'll give you the location tomorrow!"

He usually said no to this kind of request, but his own sister was certainly an exception.

Lola patted Joseph on the back. "Indeed my good brother! I'm wait for your message!"

So if he didn't agree, he would not be a good brother anymore...

At Lu Family in A Country.

Zoe Lu was going anguished and furious in the room, while the doctor outside shook his head to Andrew Lu.

"Your son is suffering from moderate depression. If he still refuses proper treatment, I'm afraid..." The doctor sighed.

Hopelessly, he had witness how Zoe's mild depression developed into moderate depression for the absence of treatment.

Andrew Lu's brows knitted in thought. Though Zoe was an illegitimate child, he was the only hope for him at present. His other two stupid sons were to blame for this situation!

"What kind of treatment does he need?" Andrew Lu asked. If the worst came to the worst, he would announce his relationship with Zoe's mother in public, though she had passed away.

Once again, the doctor sighed. "The treatment of moderate depression is not easy. It includes the self-adjustment of the patient, support of medicine, and professional psychological counseling. You might need to talk him into this. Without proper treatment, it will develop into severe depression soon or later. And that would be way too late!"

Then he left with Zoe's medical records.

Rich families tended to be of intricacy and misery. Zoe must have been under so much pressure and worries, that he would be troubled by depression at such a young age!

Andrew Lu pushed the door open and walked into a messy room with the smell of alcohol.

"Zoe Lu, if you agree to take the treatment, I'll publicize my relationship with your mother."

Zoe looked became emaciated. He had decided to leave this family forever! Detached, Zoe defied Andrew, his so-called father, indifferently.

"If you want me to accept treatment, get Don Lu out of this family!" He gnashed his teeth at his father. Don Lu, Andrew's son, had asked two men to insulted Zoe...