"You will be late. I'll go with Jack." She did not want him to be bothered. "I am outside. Come soon." He left the dining hall after crushing her wish. They did not talk in the car and he kept smoking cigarettes while driving. When they reached Vento University, bouncers were already arranged to protect the couple. After getting out of the car, Yohan Dixon held her waist with arrogance and looked at her with his mild gaze. "Won't you go?" "I have something to discuss with Director Patel. You go to the class." Sara Owen nodded slowly and they entered the University campus gathered by bouncers. He sent her to the class and Director Patel rushed to welcome him personally. The students were amused and the girls were jealous of Sara Owen. Yohan Dixon was a damn handsome man. When Gracie saw her friend after a long time, she jumped with joy and hugged her. “Bitch, I missed you a lot.” Sara Owen smiled and both sat in their place. “How are you?” “I am fine. What’s with your wound?

“Cook just for you. I am going to Ang city due to some work.” It was the first time when he informed someone about his absence. Sara Owen looked at his wide back in confusion. Was he going to eat with his girlfriend? “I see!” She lowered her gaze. He looked at her with a cold expression. He wanted her to insist him to eat but she did not utter even a word. Didn't she try her best to stop him yesterday? One second, was she misunderstanding that he was going on a date with his girlfriend? Because he could see her panicked face. Sara Owen left the master bedroom in a daze. ... In the living room, near the stairs, Sara Owen walking impatiently while waiting for him to come downstairs. Even if he denied it, she prepared pineapple juice and a lunch box for him. Just then, a tall and handsome man, dressed in a burgundy suit, rapidly headed downstairs. His dark eyes were covered behind black sunglasses and his white face looked elegant and charming. As soon as she looked at him, his att

The front headlights of the black elegant car suddenly switched on and that bright focus targeted both of them snatching Neel Dixon's eyesight and spreading stress. Neel Dixon turned his head and struggled to look in the direction from where they had been focused. He raised his right arm and placed his palm on his forehead to provide shadow to his eyes but his eyes ached and he frowned in panic. Who the hell was there? The focus did not turn off but a pair of black shoes landed on the ground. The man had a dangerous dark aura covered behind the smoke rings. One of his palms was inside the pocket of his black well-tailored pants. His gaze was terrifically piercing the opponent completely which was glaring at the thin woman who hadn't opened her eyes till now. He blinked his dark eyes and throw a large number of smoke rings from his mouth. The focus of light was abolished. When the darkness spread again, Neel Dixon could not focus on the man for a while because his eyes were still un

“Auntie.” Sara Owen picked up the call before it could be disconnected. “Sara, darling, did I disturb both of you?” “Not at all, auntie.” Natalie’s joyful tone reduced her stress. “Can I talk to you for a while?" “Oh, sure! Please don't be formal. You can call me anytime. I like to talk to you." “That’s why I like you, Sara. You are too polite. But I should not call such late at night as you young people are newlywed and must spend private time in bed. Although I thought you used to become free at this time, I couldn't stop myself from calling you." “Yes, I have gone to take shower after we had dinner.” She sat on the couch while scratching the back of her head while thinking about her disappeared belongings. “It’s too late. You must be tired after cooking. Ricky should arrange some maids to help you.” “Nisha used to arrive in his absence for cleaning.” “But what about cooking and cleaning the kitchen after dinner? He shouldn’t insist you cook for him. He is heartless.” Sara

After getting out of the conference hall, he unbuttoned the second button of his black shirt revealing the perfect collarbone and white strong chest on which the golden chain was sparkling. His long legs were covered in well-stitched black pants. On his way from the conference hall to his cabin, their mouth widened in surprise after seeing his sensual appearance. He lit a cigarette for him and entered the cabin. Assistant Nolan was following him and also know that he was not in a good mood today because his wife was in the hospital. The president had arrived at the Dixon headquarters early in the morning but hadn't got time to even call his wife to ask about her health. But here, the matter with him was different. Yohan Dixon stopped right near the bar counter and gulped wine in a breath then sipped smoke deeply. When his darkened face bleared due to the layer of smoke in front of it, Assistant Nolan signed helplessly. He had been working with this man for many years, he had noticed