Christopher brought Chloe back to the car and sensed she was still a little nervous.

"What would you like for dinner, I’ll take you."

"Oh, you don’t have to. I’ll grab a bite on the way home." Having dinner with Mr. President? Not really in that mood.

"OK, Chinese then." Christopher started the car anyway without waiting for an answer. Chloe was startled by the speed and turned to look at Christopher in confusion. She didn’t say anything about Chinese though she did really like Chinese cuisine.

"..." Chloe stared at Christopher’s cool side face, but Finally! She still didn’t find the guts to speak, refuse or rebel.

Moments later, the car pulled up at the door of a restaurant. Chloe followed Christopher very cautiously and some questions suddenly popped into her head. Her recent life had been filled too much with Mr. Cleveland, she didn’t want to over-interpret it but this did feel like some rich guy from a wealthy family tried fooling around with girls.

At the table, Christopher waved the menu in front of her and handed to her before she could react.

"You need the menu or we just go with hotpot?" Christopher asked.

"Oh, hotpot then." Chloe skimmed through the menu, thinking that she didn’t really know why Christopher had always been finding excuses to be with her, but if he did want to make a move at her, she might as well try to leave a horrible impression at the dinning table, that way he would lose his interest himself! "Mr. Cleveland, are you a chilli lover?"

"Sure."

"Good!" So Chloe checked the hottest soup base and ordered enough vegetables, meat and seafood etc. She intended to leave his taste out of her consideration.

In a moment, everything was prepared. The pot was boiling. Chloe poured plate after plate of meat into the pot. Christopher was very impressed. There were only two of them but she had ordered fully piled plates for five persons.

"Yummy! This is really good!" Chloe had only put what she liked in the pot and hoped to leave an greedy, selfish and distasteful impression. So she just went with it and released the kraken, a very hungry and violent one!

Christopher watched her ate all over her face and instead, he found it very cute. Normally he doesn’t eat much but this time he was having a good appetite.

After a big fight, there were still lots of vegetables and some meat left, but for just two people, they really had eaten a lot.

Chloe patted her tummy. Though it wouldn’t look good in a dress with a big belly but she didn’t regret it! I have a boyfriend! And even if I don’t have one, I wouldn’t fool around with my boss. Before they left, Christopher noticed her belly and couldn’t help but laughing.

Chloe flushed and hid it under her bag.

"Here, take this." Christopher handed his suit to her.

Chloe took it from him with her hands trembling. Why has it worked in the opposite way? You really don’t find it unbelievable for a girl with such a huge appetite? Moreover, the soup base was hot as hell, my eyes were almost tearing!

Christopher paid the bill and looked at Chloe’s face and found her expression very funny. He picked up some tissues and intended to wipe the oil off her lips, which looked so red and a little swollen because of the chilli.

Chloe was startled. She ducked and took the tissues and started to wipe herself. God! Why?

She took Christopher’s suit and walked out of restaurant with him. Chloe got a bad feeling now, what happens next? Was he going to take her home? Then she would invite her up for a coffee, and one thing to another...

Chloe stood there still upright like she had been thunderstruck.

Christopher heard her steps stopped and turned back, "what’s wrong? Forgot something?"

"No! Um, Mr. Cleveland, I’d rather go home alone. Maybe a walk or something. had a lot of meat tonight!"

"Oh, then I’ll go with you. You live in the neighborhood right?"

"Oh, well, I have occupied a lot of your time today, I think I’ll just go by myself." Chloe kindly declined Christopher.

"I’ll be worried about you."

"...You don’t have to, really..."

"But I’m going to..." Christopher insisted to drive her home. Seeing her reluctant face, he threatened with a cold expression, "if you say no, there will be no need for you to come to the company tomorrow!"

So Chloe couldn’t do anything but gave a bitter smile, which was sort of a silent approval. She could always think of another way!

The Chinese restaurant was not far from where Chloe lived, only several minutes’ walk away. They strolled along side by side, and the people walking by glanced at them with envious eyes. Anyway, being a successful businessman with a beautiful girlfriend was such a dream for some people.

They finally found themselves standing down Chloe’s apartment. Christopher didn’t seem to have the intention of leaving. He sensed her obvious panic and figured out where it came from. So he spread one arm around her shoulder and felt the shiver running through her, which made him was pleased.

"Won’t invite me up for a cup of coffee?" Christopher asked flirtatiously, his breath gentle caressing her ears. It felt itchy so she couldn’t help but turn away.

"Mr.Cleveland, it is tool late! I think... I think you should leave..." Chloe pushed Christopher away, her flushing face was hard to cover.

Christopher made one step back, the distance between the two finally was drawn.

"Ouch!" The man who just came out of nowhere slapped Chloe in the face. It hurt so much like burning fire. Christopher went up to hold Chloe from staggering, the anger in his eyes conquered Liam and for one second Liam believed that he was dead meat.

Liam looked down guiltily and remembered what Ronda had said, few people in this city dared to offend Christopher Cleveland, but as long as the person he hit was Chloe, as long as Chloe loved himself as much as possible, Christopher wouldn’t hurt him, because Chloe was kind enough.

Now Liam got himself emboldened and cursed, "I see you have found yourself a new boy when I’m not around! How I’ve believed that you are a good girl!" Liam glared at Chloe who was covering her face with her hand with no mercy in his eyes.

"I... he is the president of our company, I just went to a charity auction together with him today and that’s all!" Chloe saw he raised his hand again so she closed her eyes in fright and screamed, but that one slap was stopped by Christopher and didn’t come as expected. Liam glanced at him and withdrew his hand sulkily.

"Do you expect me to believe your made-up story? So after the auction what were you planing to do? Work all night? If you haven’t come across me, it is very possible that you guys would be in bed by now!" Every word was like a knife stabbing in Chloe’s heart, she just couldn’t stop the tears.

"No! He was just worried about my safety of going home alone so he has driven me back, I..." Chloe felt wrongly accused, extremely, the man she trusted the most in the whole city wouldn’t believe her.

"You safety? It is the safest place in the vicinity, how can it be not safe? You find it not safe right? I rent that apartment for you, I think you shouldn’t keep living there from now. You can follow the man with you, he’ll find you a safer place!"

"You are right, she is with me now!" Christopher’s remark came as a surprise, then he grabbed Chloe’s hand and started to go.

"Not now!" Liam went upstairs. A few minutes later, he came out with Chloe’s stuff in suitcases and threw them out in the street, Chloe looked at the suitcases and lost control.

She just sat on the ground and burst into tears.

Christopher pulled her up from the ground. She kept pushing at him but he held her in his arms anyway, with strong arms she couldn’t get rid of.

Chloe couldn’t stop crying like she’d got some inexhaustible strength, so he just carried her on her shoulder and dragged the suitcases that had been thrown out by Liam and went back to the car. He threw her into the backseat and put the suitcases in the trunk.

Chloe kept crying, lying on the backseat and choked, why didn’t Liam choose to believe her, they had been together since college and promised each other that they would never be apart, now he had thrown her out.