His Beloved Mate novel Chapter 52

Cassie said, "I told you, don't touch me!"

But Dylan didn't let her go. He leaned close to her again and bit her lips. Tears of grievance rolled down from the corners of Cassie's eyes. She pushed him away fiercely and said, "What the hell do you want? !"

Cassie ran back to her room angrily. The servants saw her all the way, but they didn't dare to ask why. She sat by the window, sobbing.

After a while, Cheryl knocked on the door carefully and said, "Cassie? Can I... come in?"

Sniffing, Cassie got up and went to the bathroom to wash her face. "Okay."

Seeing her walk out of the bathroom with red eyes, Cheryl frowned and said, "You've cried..."

Cassie curled her lips and said stubbornly, "What's wrong?"

Cheryl held her hand and said, "Mr. Dylan said you were crying. He asked me to have a look."

Upon hearing the name, Cassie interrupted, "Don't mention this man in front of me anymore. I'll be angry when I hear his name."

After a pause, she continued, "I didn't provoke him today. As soon as I came back home, he first asked why I drove, and then carried me and pressed me against the wall. Don't I feel wronged? !"

Cheryl suddenly smiled, "Don't show off your love in front of me."

Gritting her teeth, Cassie opened the cabinet of the storage room and took out the bubble paper bubble film from it. While grabbing the bubble film on it, Cassie cursed madly, "I didn't! I'm so angry!"

Cheryl looked at her and asked, "Are you feeling better?"

Frowning, Cassie asked, "What's wrong? What can I do for you?"

Cheryl wanted to say something. Mr. Dylan's words were still in her ears. She sighed, "The reason why Mr. Dylan doesn't allow you to drive is actually for your own good."

Cassie froze for a moment, and she sneered disdainfully, "For me?! Well, Cheryl, tell me."

After a long silence, Cheryl said, "Mr. Dylan's father and mother died in a car accident. That's why he didn't dare to drive. Do you understand what I mean?"

Cassie's mind went blank, and her expression softened slightly. Her eyes became gentle.

Did the capitalist forbid her to drive because he was afraid that something bad would happen to her...?

She stopped pressing the bubbles in her hand, but still said stubbornly, "But, that can't be the reason for him to scold me."

Seeing that she wasn't as angry as before, Cheryl smiled and continued, "In fact, Mr. Dylan is a very sensitive person. You will know it after you get along with him for a long time. Well, I won't bother you anymore. Mr. Dylan has cooked for you today. You can go to the dining room to have dinner with him later. Don't quarrel with him."

Wait? ? Did the capitalist cook again? Thinking of the delicious food, Cassie didn't seem to be so angry. She pursed her lips and said, "Oh..."

Suddenly, her phone rang. Owen called her, "Cassie, my brother called you for dinner."

She muttered in her heart, 'Ah, if you make me angry and make me cry, then ask someone else to mediate. What kind of man is he?"

Cassie said unhappily, "Oh..."

Owen sensed that she was unhappy and asked, "Did you quarrel with my brother? Every time you quarrel with each other, both of you ask me to be the microphone. I'm very busy!"

Cassie curled her lips, "I'm sorry to interrupt your work."

Owen smiled, "It doesn't matter. As long as you and my brother are happy. My brother is a stubborn man. By the way, I'll be back tomorrow. Do you want to pick me up at the airport? I brought you delicious food and makeup!"

Cassie smiled and said, "Okay, I'll take the snacks and makeup that my idol brings for me."

After greeting with her, Owen hung up the phone.

Reluctantly, Cassie went downstairs. As soon as she arrived at the dining room, Dylan came out with the dishes.

Cassie and Dylan looked at each other and they felt a little embarrassed for a moment. The light of the crystal chandelier fell on Cassie's body, and Dylan's eyes were somewhat dodging. "Eh... Have a seat."