Fall into CEO’s Love Trap

“What?” Abbott Benson’s movements paused and looked at Cecilia Glendon with some uncertainty.

“I’m just a normal person, and I have fears in my heart that you will never understand.” Cecilia Glendon said, and she pushed his chest twice, a push that surprisingly pushed.

Cecilia Glendon got up from the bed and straightened her clothes.

“Why would you rather leave me than trust me to protect the Brown?” asks Abbott Benson, sitting on the edge of the bed.

“No reason.” Cecilia Glendon smoothed out her long, messy hair, then picked up the clutch bag she had dropped on the side of the bed earlier, “I’m going to go, I have things to do.”

She has been too late to consider if today by Benson senior know what to do, she can do, just hurry to escape, hurry to escape Abbott Benson’s side …

Cecilia Glendon thought she would be stopped by Abbott Benson when she left, but no, he didn’t even say a word.

This was the result Cecilia Glendon wanted, but the moment she walked out of the room and closed the door, she felt very sad again.

Maybe after this one … Abbott Benson won’t be looking for her again.

She closed her eyes and gently wiped the tears away from the corners of her eyes, then opened them and straightened her back and took one step away.

Susan waited in front of the Duke Hotel, knowing for sure that Cecilia Glendon would come out, and although she didn’t know when, she still waited unwaveringly.

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Just as Susan was about to question her judgment, Cecilia Glendon’s voice came from behind her.

Susan turned around and saw Cecilia Glendon coming out of it, and she couldn’t help but run towards her.

“Sister Cecilia Glendon …”

She wanted to say something comforting, but didn’t know where to start; after all, Cecilia Glendon didn’t look like she was being bullied.

“Let’s go back.” Cecilia Glendon raised her lips in a smile, “Today’s events …”

“I won’t tell anyone in the studio!” Susan hurriedly said, “Don’t worry!”

Cecilia Glendon smiled and stopped talking.

Susan may be simple, but these things, she actually sees more clearly than anyone else.

Cecilia Glendon and Abbott Benson, probably can not really go back to it.

…

Frank Brown received the call from Cecilia Glendon late one afternoon.

She asked him to meet, but what to do, Cecilia Glendon also did not say inside the phone.

After arriving at the place, Frank Brown pushed open the door and walked in to see Cecilia Glendon sitting by the window, she seems to have lost a lot of weight, chin sharpened, the original wavy hair has become slightly curly, long hair waist-length cloaked in the back of the head, she is turning her head to look out the window, I do not know what is thinking.

Cecilia Glendon is 25 years old, but in Frank Brown’s eyes, she hasn’t changed a bit from three years ago.

“Cecilia .” Frank Brown came closer and couldn’t help but call out.

“There you are.” Cecilia Glendon heard the voice and turned her head to see Frank Brown already walking to the table, “Sit down.”

Frank Brown sat down and found a cup of Americano, his favorite, already on the table.

He couldn’t help but smile, “You remember what kind of coffee I like.”

“Order whatever you want.” Cecilia Glendon said.

Frank Brown thought otherwise, and the corners of his mouth lifted slightly: “What did you want to see me about?”

“You said you could promise to help me no matter what, right?” Before putting her request into words, Cecilia Glendon confirmed with Frank Brown once more.

Frank Brown nodded, “Yes.”

“So … I would like to ask you to pretend to be my boyfriend, is that okay?” Cecilia Glendon bit her lower lip before she finally said the request out loud.

Frank Brown froze a little: “You said … what?”

Cecilia Glendon asked him to be her boyfriend? Of course he’d say yes!

“Pretend to be my boyfriend.” Cecilia Glendon said, “Just help me put on a show.”

“Pretend?” Frank Brown’s eyes, which had just been shining brightly, dimmed, “Who do you want me to pretend to be?”

“Abbott Benson,” Cecilia Glendon did not hide from him, “Abbott Benson and I have broken up, but he does not agree yet, that’s why I want to ask you to do me this favor.”

From the mouth of Cecilia Glendon to hear the news of her breakup with Abbott Benson, Frank Brown for a while some can not say whether he is more happy, or more heartbroken.

“That’s a favor I can do for you.” Frank Brown said, “But can I ask a question?”

Cecilia Glendon nodded, “You tell me.”

“Is it because of the Brown that you broke up with Abbott Benson?” Although Frank Brown does not want Cecilia Glendon to be with Abbott Benson, but he is equally concerned about Cecilia Glendon, if Cecilia Glendon really only for the Brown, so break up with Abbott Benson, he will not be at peace in this life.

Cecilia Glendon, on the other hand, was frozen for a moment by Abbott Benson’s question, then shook her head, “No.”

“Really not?” Frank Brown asked, somewhat dazed.

“No.” This time, Cecilia Glendon’s voice firmed up a few more notches, “It was my personal decision to break up with him.”

“That’s good.” Frank Brown put his foot down then.

Cecilia Glendon picked up her coffee and took a sip, then said, “I’ll call you when I need you to help me with the play.”

“Good.” Frank Brown said.

After a moment’s hesitation, Cecilia Glendon still said, “Thank you.”

Frank Brown was busy shaking his head, “No, it’s the right thing to do. It was me … who was sorry for you in the first place.”

To this day, Frank Brown is still regretting why he left Cecilia Glendon like that …

If he hadn’t done that, then it would still be possible for … them both now, right?

It’s just that after all that has happened, Cecilia Glendon and him, are no longer able to go back.

Frank Brown had thought about getting back together with Cecilia Glendon when he first came back from abroad, but now he has completely lost that idea.

He knew very well that with Cecilia Glendon’s temperament, what’s past is past.

It’s not easy for her to think of asking him for help now, and he doesn’t want his relationship with Cecilia Glendon to return to the incompatibility of the past.

“I’ve got a few more things to do, I’m going back to the studio first, what about you? Want to sit a little longer or go?” Cecilia Glendon asked.

“Let’s go.” Frank Brown said, “I’m going back to the office, too.”

Without another word, Cecilia Glendon grabbed her bag and stood up to go to the checkout.

Frank Brown didn’t grab it from her. Since it was her decision, it was useless for him to grab it.

When she returned from paying, the two only left the cafe together in company.

Cecilia Glendon, whose car was parked on the curb, took out her keys to unlock it and said to Frank Brown, “I’ll go then.”

“Be careful on the road.” Frank Brown said.

“You too.” Cecilia Glendon said so lightly before turning around and opening the car door to get into the car.

Frank Brown watched her car leave before turning around and walking to his own car.

He and Cecilia Glendon seemed to draw closer to each other, but in that distance, there was a touch of estrangement.

Frank Brown can still feel Cecilia Glendon from the inside and outside of his courtesy, the more polite, it means that her heart for him, or not completely forgiven.