Hour Chase

Originally, she didn't want to come, but in order to finish reading the book, Karen had to go back to the company's office to get some materials.

These esoteric books that require time to think have become good reading for Karen to kill time in her spare time at work.

The office set up by the company for lawyers is an independent one for each person, so there is no need to worry about conflicts with colleagues around you in order to store personal belongings.

In addition to the necessary desk, the room also has a bookshelf and a sofa for one person.

Some colleagues will bring some ornaments or plants from home as decorations, but in Karen's office, except for books, everything is the same as when he first came to the company.

Karen carefully placed the book on the table and opened the marked page.

To be honest, when Ellie discovered the existence of this book, Karen herself was nervous.

It's as if the secret hidden in my heart was discovered just like that, and it's not a good secret.

Coincidentally, the page Ellie turned to was just an introduction.

If she turned to the next page, the contents inside would probably surprise her.

Compared with her own, Ellie's feelings for religion are not obsession or fanaticism at all.

And most of the content in the book is related to this kind of thing, and Karen doesn't understand it. Can Ellie accept these things?

I have read nearly half of the whole book, and there is not much text in the last part that needs time to comprehend.

In other words, just looking is not the main thing, hands-on is the key.

It is also the interpretation and translation of word by word, but it took a lot of time for the simple text.

The only sound in the room was Karen's flipping a book, and a sudden knock on the door.

Someone knocked on the door of Karen's office just now, but unfortunately Karen ignored it.

Unexpectedly, the man opened the door and walked in by himself.

When Karen noticed the footsteps getting closer, a handsome face appeared in front of her eyes.

"I want to wait any longer, all the hotels I like should be closed."

Neil looked at Karen's screen and joked.

Karen looked up, sure enough, it was getting late.

The time displayed in the lower right corner of the computer will be nine o'clock in five minutes.

"Although I'm not interested in which store you like, it's really late. I think I can get off work, President."

"Of course. And, I'd like to have dinner with you. How would you like it, Miss Karen."

After closing the book, Karen looked at Neil's outstretched right hand and curled his mouth.

"Respect is worse than obedience!"

When the two left the company, all the colleagues in the office had left.

"In my impression, the president doesn't seem like someone who will accompany employees to work overtime?"

"Really, then I think you will have to change your view in the future."

After work, Neil drove Karen to the reserved hotel.

Although I am very concerned about whether Caroline will be lonely at home, but...to be honest, in this situation, it seems more important to focus on the present.

Another red light, this is already the third red light.

The road tonight is very congested, and many drivers are already honking their horns impatiently.

"It's just Halloween, everyone loves to join in the fun..."

Neil stuck his head out of the window and looked at the citizens on the side of the road. Men and women dressed in strange clothes held open-air parties one after another.And because of this annual festival, the nights in London have become more lively than ever.

Habitually, Neil reached out to the small compartment next to the steering wheel, which contained his favorite cigarette.

"Mind me...forget it."

Originally, I wanted to ask Karen for her opinion, but in the end I gave up the idea of ​​smoking.

"It does not matter, I do not mind."

Hearing this, Neil turned to look at Karen.The hand that was about to withdraw also stopped.

"…Ha ha"

"With all due respect, do you really make a good lawyer like this?"

Neil smiled, and while starting the car, he stopped thinking about the cigarettes.

"Although my father is also used to smoking, he will never allow everyone including himself to smoke blatantly at home. Isn't it a bit too tolerant for you to tolerate smoking? If you are so tolerant in defense The behavior of the other party is very dangerous."

"Then may I think it would be better if I answered mind just now?"

Neil didn't answer, just driving the car with a half-smile.

"As long as you think it's wrong, you have to try your best to stop it. It doesn't matter who the other party is, understand?"

Indeed, Neil is the boss.If the boss wants to smoke, the subordinates naturally have no reason to refuse.

If you say the wrong thing, you will be resigned in the next second. There are many such things.

But what Neil said had another meaning.

To be bold and point out his shortcomings, this is what he hopes.

Karen nodded, but she had a unique view of the people around her that was different from that of her superiors and subordinates.

After 10 minutes of travel, we finally came to the hotel.

Although it is true that there are very few guests coming back at this point, but as a VIP after all, the hotel staff will naturally not neglect Neil.

The meals Neil ordered were very simple, and the main character was naturally the wine.

Tomorrow is also a day off.A drink is also a good choice.

With the previous experience, Neil knew that Karen was not as proficient in alcohol as he thought.

Both bottles of whiskey were drunk by himself.

It wasn't until after the meal that Karen realized Neil's purpose for coming here.

He couldn't help complaining secretly to the man in front of him.

How could he drive back after drinking so much, living here was really convenient and fulfilled his wish.

After paying the bill, Karen wanted to go back first, but was held back by Neil.

Looking at the time, it's so late now, if you don't go back, maybe you really can't go back.

Moreover, just now, Karen noticed that there was always a pair of eyes watching this side at a certain table nearby.

Although it may be her own delusion, in order to avoid the opportunity to write articles for some newspapers, Karen made up her mind to go back.

"Sorry, I think I have to go back..."

Karen thought about pulling away Neil's hand, but she couldn't match Neil's strength.

At this time, Neil ignored Karen's words and pulled her towards the elevator.

"Wait a moment!…"

Soon, the elevator reached the first floor, and the two walked into the elevator.

"There is no way to send you back now... My car may have been followed."

Neil leaned against the wall of the elevator, arms folded across his chest.

"If you go back alone now, it may be more dangerous."

Sure enough, Karen was startled, and Neil also noticed something was wrong.

But I only found out after I came to the hotel, so I was targeted from the beginning.

"It's... an opponent or something..."

"No, I think it's just a reporter from a tabloid office."

After a pause, Neil said with a chuckle,

"To me they're just a bunch of followers. But..."

As he spoke, Neil stopped and turned to look at Karen.

"You should know that I have to think about my employees. It's also my job not to let them be tortured by these fearless worries."

With a ding, the elevator went straight to the fifth floor.

Neil walked ahead, apparently looking for a room.

Finally, it stopped in front of a door.

Karen looked at the room card he took out of his shirt pocket and pretended to ask.

"So, do you always bring your female companions to the hotel like this?"

"Do not."

When Neil opened the door, what Karen saw was a luxurious presidential suite.

I don't even know when he ordered the room.It's just that rooms like this are usually booked in advance.However, if the surname is Adams, probably there is no such thing as a reservation.

As if returning to his own home, Neil pulled off his tie and threw it on the coffee table.

After all, a man and a widow are alone in a room. Compared with Neil's casualness, Karen is more restrained.

"Don't worry, I'll leave tomorrow, and I'll let the people in the hotel take you out."

As he said that, Neil undid the button, not caring that there were women in the room.

When Neil took off his shirt, Karen still stood there stupidly.Even though he was dressed in business attire, in front of Neil, he felt as if he had been stripped naked, at a loss.

At this moment, Neil standing in front of Karen was exposing the muscles of his upper body, impeccably perfect.

"Have you seen enough? Or...you need to know more about my body?"

"...!"

Just when Neil was teasing Karen with words, Karen remembered that night that made him ashamed to say so far.

However, unlike that night, today's self is very sober.

As for what will happen next, although I try my best to convince myself that this is just in my heart, I am a little worried but have expectations after all.

Perhaps, the current self is completely silent in the invisible light relationship with Neil.

Seeing that Karen didn't speak, Neil went straight to the bathroom.

Leave Karen alone.

Sure enough, I still thought in a strange direction.That night was really just a one-night stand.

Whether for the sake of the family or for the sake of the individual, if he really had a relationship with him for the second time, perhaps his situation would be even more embarrassing.

Even though he had been told that the gossip reporters were on guard downstairs, he still foolishly hoped that something that would never happen again would happen.

I'm just a dreaming idiot.

After figuring this out, Karen stopped expecting too much. She took off her coat, chose a room that was pleasing to the eye, and closed the door.

In the room, I changed into a hotel bathrobe, ready to take a good bath and sleep.

Perhaps it was in response to Karen's thoughts that Neil never even knocked on the door this night.

And the soundproofing of the whole suite was very good, so Karen couldn't know what Neil was doing.

The next morning, when the alarm set on her phone rang, Karen slowly woke up.

After seven o'clock, generally this point is the most crowded time of the subway.

Just like at home, the first thing you do when you wake up,

Just playing with your hair.

Unlike her father's blond hair, Karen's hair color is more like her mother's, a dark brown that's close to black.

Probably because of the blood, the mother is from Brazil, so it will look a little different from the average British native.

Sometimes Karen wonders how parents got together.

However, after hearing what my father said, I feel that the relationship between a man and a woman really cannot be explained by common sense.

Often, it's just a simple hothead, and a relationship may arise from it.

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