After Prison I Rushed into Marriage with a Comatose Tycoon-Chapter 128: Is Mr. Lockwood Sober Now?

Eliza Sutton: "???"

If the timing weren’t so bad, she would have placed her palm on Shane Lockwood’s forehead to check if he had a high fever.

’Only someone whose brain was fried by a fever would say something so crazy.’

Eliza Sutton: "I’m just a junior employee. It wouldn’t be appropriate for me to be in and out of the CEO’s office."

Shane Lockwood: "So, you’re hoping I’ll promote you? How about being my personal assistant?"

Eliza Sutton: "!!!"

’How on earth did he arrive at that conclusion?’

"Hello, Secretary Irvine, tomorrow, arrange for Eliza Sutton to be transferred to..."

"Mr. Lockwood!" Eliza darted forward, snatched the phone from Shane Lockwood’s hand, and forced a stiff smile. "Mr. Lockwood, let’s not bother Secretary Irvine."

"It’s no trouble at all. A personnel transfer like this just takes a single word from me."

"..." Eliza Sutton said, "I prefer the design department." She put on a sincere and determined expression. "Being a designer has been my dream since I was a child. No one can stand in the way of my dream."

"So, was your concern for me just empty words?"

’...’ ’How did he circle the conversation back to this?’

"You must be hungry, Mr. Lockwood. Shall I go make you a bowl of soup?" Eliza planned to use this as a chance to slip away.

"No need." Shane Lockwood didn’t give Eliza this chance. He raised a hand and said, "Sit."

Eliza had no choice but to sit back down.

Shane Lockwood: "Have you been busy with work lately? Is the gown you’re designing for Pearl coming along smoothly?"

"It’s going okay." Shane Lockwood had adopted a casual, chatty tone, which only made Eliza more vigilant.

"You’ll have your work cut out for you. Pearl is picky, so the design will likely require a lot of back-and-forth."

"It’s an honor for a designer when a client is particular about the details."

Eliza’s words were polite, but in reality, she couldn’t care less about a little girl’s nitpicking. After all her years in the business, what kind of difficult client hadn’t she dealt with?

"That’s good." Shane Lockwood’s tone shifted. "Since work isn’t too hard, where did you go for the two hours between leaving the office and coming home?"

Eliza Sutton: "..."

’I knew he wouldn’t forget to test me.’

Seeing Eliza remain silent, Shane Lockwood pressed, "What’s wrong? Is it inconvenient to answer?"

Eliza Sutton: "It is a little inconvenient. A gentleman like you wouldn’t force someone to do something against their will, would you, Mr. Lockwood?"

"I would. And you’re mistaken. I’m no gentleman. I’m the King of Hell." Shane Lockwood smiled at Eliza. "Spill it."

Eliza Sutton: "Mr. Lockwood, isn’t this a bit inappropriate? It’s never a good thing to be too curious about other people’s secrets. Haven’t you heard the saying, ’curiosity killed the cat’?"

"Me? My nickname is Yama Lockwood."

In other words, what did a dead cat have to do with him?

Eliza Sutton: "..."

’So, he’s proud of being called Yama Lockwood?’

Shane Lockwood’s expression turned dangerous. "This is a very simple matter, yet you’re making it so difficult. Are you hiding some unspeakable secret?"

Shane Lockwood stared at Eliza Sutton without blinking, his sharp gaze seeming to pierce right into her heart, laying all her secrets bare.

Eliza couldn’t help but look away.

Seeing Eliza’s silence, Shane Lockwood suddenly said, "I was able to escape death this time because I was lucky enough to meet a brilliant doctor. She saved me. Eliza, I remember you also used Silver Needles when you saved Master Willow on the street." 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

"Yes, I did." Seeing Shane Lockwood’s burning gaze, Eliza suddenly laughed. "Mr. Lockwood, you don’t actually think I’m that brilliant doctor you mentioned, do you?"

Shane Lockwood didn’t speak, his gaze remaining just as intense.

Eliza Sutton: "Do you ever browse short-form videos, Mr. Lockwood?"

"I don’t."

"Then it’s no surprise you wouldn’t know." Eliza took out her phone, pulled up her video history, and played one for Shane Lockwood.

It was a video documenting the daily routine at a traditional Chinese medicine clinic.

Eliza said, "This old doctor explained the treatment for cardiac arrest in detail. Besides using Silver Needles on acupoints, slapping the arm is also very effective, but the needles are faster."

"Is that so?" Shane Lockwood sounded as if he believed her, and yet as if he didn’t.

Seeing that Shane Lockwood wasn’t going to let it go, Eliza steeled herself and said, "Mr. Lockwood, weren’t you curious about where I was for those two hours? I was on a date. With Sid Lane."

Eliza continued, "Mr. Lockwood, you and I have already agreed to a divorce, which means I’ll be single again soon. I’m only twenty-three and still very young. I have to think about my future and start dating if I meet a suitable man. It’s just that our marriage isn’t over yet, so I had to be sneaky about it. I never expected you to find out."

The expression on Shane Lockwood’s face instantly cracked. "What did you say? You’re dating Sid Lane?"

"That’s right, and I have you to thank for it, Mr. Lockwood. Your reminder made me realize that Sid Lane is quite special. In a way, that makes you our matchmaker. We’ll be sure to send you an invitation when we get married. Is that clear enough for you? If it is, I’m going to get some rest."

With that, Eliza stood up to leave.

Then, her wrist was seized in a tight grip.

A powerful force pulled her, and Eliza was dragged into his arms.

Caught completely off guard, Eliza’s nose slammed into Shane Lockwood’s chest.

"Shane Lockwood, what are you doing?"

Shane Lockwood’s large hand gripped Eliza’s waist as he stared at her aggressively. "Break up with him. Break up with Sid Lane immediately!"

Eliza had never expected Shane Lockwood to say such a thing. "Why? Are you trying to tell me now that because I was your good-luck bride, no one else is allowed to touch me even after you’re done with me, Mr. Lockwood?"

"And what if I am?"

Eliza smiled. "Then I can only say, my apologies, Mr. Lockwood."

Her face was a mask of a smile, but her eyes were filled with contempt.

’How should I put it?’

’This kind of behavior is classic overbearing CEO, but it’s also just plain sick.’

As the old saying goes, when the heavens want to rain or a mother wants to remarry, no one can stop them.

"I really like Woody, and I want to see where things go with him..."

Before Eliza could finish, her lips were sealed.

Shane Lockwood kissed her.

His kiss was like a raging tempest, sweeping away all her sweetness.

She could only endure it, forced and unwilling.

The man’s hand slipped beneath her clothes, his calloused palm brushing against her skin and sending a shiver through her.

Shane Lockwood grew bolder.

SLAP—

Eliza Sutton slapped Shane Lockwood across the face.

Shane Lockwood’s face was knocked to the side, and his actions froze.

Eliza Sutton: "Have you come to your senses, Mr. Lockwood?"

Shane Lockwood looked at Eliza Sutton. The corner of his mouth was split, and a trickle of blood flowed out.

Shane Lockwood licked away the blood, his expression taking on an indescribable, wicked licentiousness, like a demon whose seal had just been broken.

A tremor ran through Eliza’s heart, but she pushed Shane Lockwood away without a moment’s hesitation.

She was still smiling. "Since you’ve come to your senses, Mr. Lockwood, you should get some rest. Good night."