His Beloved Mate novel Chapter 113

Hearing someone call Dylan, Cassie's action of pouring Cola suddenly stopped. She glanced at Dylan out of the corner of her eye. The atmosphere was awkward.

'Isn't it good if I don't greet him before he leaves?'

Raising her head, Cassie asked awkwardly, "Why are you back?"

Dylan stopped, looked back at her and said three words coldly, "To get something."

Dylan looked at her and frowned. Her nightdress was a little short, about three centimeters long above her knees. A gust of wind blew. The nightdress on her body reflected her good figure.

"No other pajamas at home?"

Cassie looked at Dylan curiously and then looked down at her pajamas. Then she understood what he meant.

She put down the cola in her hand and felt her legs ached after shopping for the whole afternoon. Cassie didn't want to move any more. She retorted, "I am at home..."

Dylan's sharp eyes fell on her. He lifted his lips and interrupted her forcefully, "Go and change a new one."

Cassie sat down on the sofa, "My legs ache and I can't walk."

'Could this be a reason?'

After staring at her for a while, Dylan said impatiently, "Whatever."

The news in the afternoon was still lingering in his mind. Cassie didn't say anything. When Dylan went downstairs, she was sitting at the table and eating chicken drumsticks, ignoring him.

It seemed that something was wrong. Belle didn't persuade her until Dylan went out, "Cassie, what's wrong with you and the CEO?"

Taking a sip of the ice coke, Cassie took a tissue and wiped her hands. She smiled and said, "I'm fine. Anyway, he's just like that."

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In the studio

The fan on the ground blew Betty's elegant hair. Standing in the limelight, she was elegant and charming. The necklace around her neck and the jewelry around her wrist set off her extraordinary temperament.

"Well, everyone, thank you. This is coffee Betty treats you."

When they heard Malcolm, they stopped what they were doing and said, "Thank you, Betty."

Betty sat down to the chair, the assistant poured a glass of water for her and said, "Here you are."

Taking it over, Betty smiled and said, "Thank you."

The assistant shook her head and went back to have a cup of coffee.

She asked Malcolm, "How about the text I asked you to send out?"

With a smile on his face, Malcolm said, "Hey, Betty. Haven't you read the Hot Topics this afternoon? Mrs. Cassie had bought a lot of things in B.S Shopping Mall to vent her anger."

The corners of Betty's mouth lifted slightly. She was in a good mood and said with a smile, "Well..."

'Cassie, it's your fault to push Mr. Dylan into my arms.'

Malcolm rarely saw her being so happy for so long. Putting down the glass of water in her hand, Betty turned around and asked Malcolm, "I asked you to help me contact the editor. Have you contacted him?"

Nodding his head, Malcolm asked curiously, "Betty, I never asked you anything before, but this time, I have to ask you. You won't act recklessly, will you? "