Lola tried to look at Harry invitingly, but she also knew that nothing can change the situation now. He
would not stay.
"There's no time to waste. Let's begin now!" He took out the folders that he prepared and put them in
front of her, "I did everything that you need to do for the next few days of the turnover. I fixed and
polished every corner of the system so that you don't have to stress yourself in cleaning them up. I've
already marked how to do them. Take a look. Ask me if you have any questions."
He sat down on the sofa opposite her, his eyes fixed on her. She looked at the papers and turned her
gaze towards him.
"I know none of them."
Lola was being disobedient. She looked at Harry with contempt and he looked back with sympathy.
"Take it seriously. Read the medical document first." He took a red folder and placed it in front of Lola.
Lola read the label of the folder in front of her but didn't open it. "Boss Si, could you please just explain
all of them to me?"
Without the contempt and hatred in her eyes, Lola asked him in a serious tone.
If he would really leave, she wanted him to explain the matters one by one slowly, so that she could
have more time to be with him. Every minute she could have with him was precious. He wouldn't leave
her so soon, would he?
Harry took the folder and began to explain it to her.
It may have looked like Lola was paying attention but she didn't listen to him. As Harry was explaining
seriously, Lola dreamily stared at him and listened to his sexy and deep voice. Suddenly, she felt some
tears streaming down her face.
She requested that he explain everything and he agreed without saying anything. He still loved her,
right?
At the thought of this, Lola got up from the sofa and walked towards Harry. Confused, Harry twitched
his eyebrows.
Intimately sitting on his lap, Lola put her hands around his neck and rested her head on his shoulder.
Harry hesitated but he gave in and irresistibly put his hands around her waist.
"Harry, don't marry her. I don't want to let you go." She whispered in his ear in a familiar sweetness,
making Harry sad.
He did want to marry Lola. However, it was something that he couldn't change, no matter what he
does.
Holding back his feelings, he pushed Lola away. "You have so much to catch up on. Let's continue
working."
Lola became mad. She emphatically dropped the folder to the ground. "I don't want to work. Harry,
don't you have any feelings for me? You still love me, right?" She pouted like a child and looked at him.
"No, I don't have any feelings for you anymore. Are you satisfied now? Let's get back to work." Only he
knew that what he said was a lie.
"Harry, tell me why Yolanda is better than me. What does she have that I don't? Tell me!" She looked
up at the ceiling and tried to stop her tears from falling.
Harry said nothing. He took out a cigarette and smoked.
"Harry, if you love her dearly, why did you have to give me hope? Why did you have to enter Nicole's
life only to leave both of us?" Why couldn't the universe just let them be together?
As Harry didn't answer her, Lola became very heartbroken and burst into tears. She rushed over to him
and hit him in his arms. "You scum! Scum..."
Harry hugged her with one hand and took half of the cigarette out from his mouth. He didn't stop her.
She said he was scum. Maybe she was right. He was engaged, but he gave her hopes and let her
down. He deserved this.
Lola got tired and rested in his arms, sobbing. Harry held her tightly.
It was quiet in the office. Only her voice could be heard. After a long time, Harry felt it was weird.
He looked down at Lola, who was already curled up in his arms. She had closed her eyes and had not
stopped crying.
Harry sighed. Perhaps she got tired of what happened last night. She looked so drunk when she got
out of the bar. Harry lifted her up by her waist and put her onto the bed in the lounge.
Lola slept sound. Harry sat at the bedside, feeling satisfied. As long as he could see her, he would be
pleased.
She looked so beautiful whenever she was at peace. But her eyes had swelled so much because of
constant crying. It made him feel so sorry and wished that he could be the only one hurting.
He never got tired of looking at her, so he lay beside her and took her in his arms, letting her sleep on
his shoulder.
He stroked her long hair and tried to stay awake for him to cherish the quietness and beauty of this
moment. After all, this could be the last time this would happen.
Harry and Lola cuddled on the bed until they both fell asleep. The sun shone through the floor-to-ceiling
window, emitting a rather dazzling light.
Lola woke up at noon. She looked at the chandelier in the room, not knowing where she was and how
she got here.
This seems to be Harry's lounge. How did she fall asleep? She must have been so tired from
everything that had happened.
She felt a little pain in her head, but it got much better when she had come to her senses.
Just when she sat up on the bed, Harry opened the door, holding the lunch that Joey prepared.
He saw Lola sitting on the bed but ignored her and put the lunch on the side table.
"Time for lunch. You need to eat." He opened the lunch boxes and waited for Lola to sit down.
Lola pushed back the quilt, got out of bed, went to the bathroom to wash her hands. After this, she
went back to Harry and sat down beside him.
Taking the chopsticks from Harry, Lola began to eat. Harry put a sauced trotter in her bowl.
... Why did he always give her trotters?
Lola also put a trotter in his bowl. Harry looked at the trotter, "I already have enough on my bowl."
He put the trotter back to her bowl. A bit disappointed, she ignored this and continued eating.
Lola looked down and was again lost in simple thoughts. Why must she eat trotters?
Seeing what she did, Harry smiled. He put another trotter in her bowl and began to eat the braised
tenderloin in his bowl.
Lola really wanted to make him eat the trotter. Her thoughts have been torturing her lately.
He chose Yolanda for what? Why? "I'm weaker and inferior. Yolanda is just way better so you chose
her, right?"
What was she even thinking about? Harry frowned, looked at Lola's serious face, and said coldly, "Eat!"
Eat? So he does not deny it? Lola suddenly lost all appetite. Despite how tasty and delicious the food
was in her bowl, she just did not have the will to eat.
Harry looked at Lola and put down his chopsticks. "You don't like having lunch with me?"
Hearing this, Lola stared at him and replied, "You dislike me." She countered with another argument.
Harry does not like her anymore. Hell, maybe he did not even like her at all. Well, she would find out
later.
Harry began to eat again. As he ignored Lola, Lola thought that she was right.
She ate rice slowly but was still not in the mood.
When she finished half of the rice, Harry had already finished his.
He wiped his mouth, stood, grabbed the chopsticks in Lola's hand and put them on the table.
"Hey! What's the matter?" He even didn't allow her to finish her food? How dare he!
"I want to prove to you that I still like you." He said with passion in his eyes, throwing Lola onto the bed.
Lola was confused, but he ignored her and did what he wanted.
After two o'clock in the afternoon.
Lola blushed. After she straightened her hair, she opened the door of the CEO's office and went
straight into the elevator.
She held the handrail in the elevator. Her legs were so weak that she could hardly stand. She almost
knelt on the ground. She was tired, but very pleased.
"| want to prove to you that | still like you." He said with passion in his eyes, throwing Lola onto the bed.
Lola was confused, but he ignored her and did what he wanted.
After two o'clock in the afternoon.
Lola blushed. After she straightened her hair, she opened the door of the CEO's office and went
straight into the elevator.
She held the handrail in the elevator. Her legs were so weak that she could hardly stand. She almost
knelt on the ground. She was tired, but very pleased.
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