Mr CEO You're Dumped

air hair in a bun, with a fierce look on her smooth face. Not bothering to knock, she placed her hand on the knob, opening t

an older version of Daniel. The gold tail on her immaculate dress trailed behind her.

ds her direction "the with i

uck are you

ee Daniel, my ma

way because my son can never have any thin

en or whatever your witchy name is, I, Rachel will get married to Daniel, your son with or

re you!

room just as cisca's hand mad

erment. Damn it! Did this old bitch just lay a hand on her precious face? Does she kno

she stared at

your memory. It seems you needed i

ised her hand to return th

your hands to slap

d. Be careful, next time you might not be t

! Guards!!! Go ah

o you're calling your dog to throw me ou

ur hefty men inter

sured she never step her feet in here anym

orus, making adva

g from the stairs, stopping the guards. He was tall

. Before anyone could say "jack ass" Rachel b

gged her possessively, offering same co

e thought staring at R

roke into an hysteric

's wrong with

e increased the volume of her cry while sticking out he

lthy hands to slap me. She insulted me so I

hel, he asked

was pleading with her but she called me a slut" Rachel hiccuped with a pathetic look, she continued "your mother said I can never marry yo

eeks, wiping the tears. "No, we won't call

woman as a foot mat. Stop it!" With a look, he dismi

won't kill me before m