I Become A CEO After Divorce novel Chapter 80

　　Zane stood at the door of Yanis' room with his cell phone, hesitating for about ten seconds before raising his hand and ringing the doorbell.

　　3:00 AM.

　　When the doorbell rang, Yanis froze and looked up from her sketch to the door.

　　The time displayed on the phone screen made Yanis nervous and even breathe a lot lighter.

　　The doorbell continues.

　　It's as if she won't stop until she gets to the door, and presses it with great regularity.

　　Yanis' thoughts were interrupted by the rhythmic ringing of the door. She stared at the door for a long time and was about to pick up her phone to call Ivan when Zane's call came first.

　　Yanis now can not care about anything else, directly answered the phone, holding the phone deliberately very loudly, while walking towards the door while talking, "What's wrong?"

　　"Open the door!"

　　Zane's cool voice came through the phone.

　　Yanis's footsteps jerked to a halt when she heard the words, "What?"

　　Zane repeated again, "Yanis, open the door."

　　Yanis heard clearly this time, raised his feet and walked quickly to the door, looking at Zane standing at the door with his cell phone, Yanis was a little confused, "When did you ...... you come to M Country?"

　　Zane seems to be in no hurry to enter the door, just standing in the doorway and talking to Yanis standing inside the door, "I called you many times today and you didn't answer, so I came over to explain to you personally."

　　"Puff Puff Puff ~"

　　Zane's words made Yanis's heart beat a few beats faster for no reason.

　　Yanis stood inside the door and looked through the cat's eye at Zane standing in the doorway.

　　She didn't dare say she knew Zane 100%. But eighty percent is always there.

　　But now, just across the door, Yanis realized that there was more than a door between them.

　　They are separated by the Thompson family asking Zane for $180 million, by a Neve, by what Zane thought was her calculation of him, by his distrust of her ......

　　How can there be any love when so many things cross between them?

　　Even if she liked him back then, and even loved him to the bone, but these realities have long smoothed out the edges of those love affairs.

　　Let her like it not, and dare not love.

　　The two men were talking like idiots with their cell phones through the door panel.

　　"Yanis , open the door first." Zane's voice came through the phone.

　　Yanis heard Zane's words and then snapped back, "I'm a little tired, I'm going to bed, let's talk about it tomorrow."

　　Yanis had no intention of opening the door to Zane or spending time alone with Zane in a foreign country.

　　"Yanis , don't make me go over to the front desk to get a spare room card."

　　Yanis' hand on the phone tightened slightly, "Mr. Lawrence, it's early in the morning and I want to rest."

　　Zane was silent for a few seconds and suddenly his voice softened a bit, "Yanis , you don't believe me?"

　　Yanis leaned against the door panel with her back to the room, "What if it was me with someone else? Would you believe me?"

　　Zane didn't say anything, and Yanis didn't wait for him to say anything and continued, "What would you do? You'll get angry, you'll say something solid, you'll call me names, you'll ......"

　　"Yanis ."

　　Before she could finish her sentence tonight, Zane interrupted her, "Is that what you think I am?"

　　Yanis pursed his lips and said in reply, "Mr. Lawrence, in fact, you are just used to me being by your side, after all, these five years of more than a thousand days and nights, will always develop some kind of habit."

　　At this point, Yanis paused for a few seconds, "Mr. Lawrence, don't mistake habit for liking, it's a different thing."

　　As Zane listened to Yanis' words, he couldn't find a suitable rebuttal.

　　Neither one said hang up the phone and it just froze.

　　Finally Yanis hung up the phone.

　　Yanis stood in the doorway for a long time with her phone in her hand, then stood up straight and walked to the table without looking back, continuing the half-drawn sketch she had just made.

　　Miraculously, the inspiration that was interrupted by the doorbell just now is now back in full force, even more so than just now.

　　Yanis was so engrossed in her sketches that she left Zane behind.

　　What Yanis didn't know was that Zane stood in front of her room for two or three hours until dawn, when he turned around and went back to his room.

　　During these few hours, Zane kept thinking about what Yanis said, "These five years, more than a thousand days and nights, will always develop a habit, you do not take the habit as a favorite."

　　Zane sat on the carpet, leaning his back against the side of the bed, his mind filled with Yanis's words.

　　It is clear that he thinks he has feelings for Yanis.

　　He can tell what he likes and what he is used to.

　　But when Yanis questioned him, he was a little confused for a while, whether he was used to being around, used to having Yanis in every corner of his life, or whether he was just fond of Yanis after putting that aside?

　　Zane pinched his brow, and was about to get up and wash up to go back to Yanis, when his phone rang.

　　Zane frowned at the caller ID and reached for the phone to answer it, "Speak."

　　The tone is bland and concise.

　　Let the Albi on the other side of the phone get stuck for a while.

　　"What is it?"

　　Zane patiently asked again in a voice.

　　Albi rushed back to her senses and got straight to the point, "Mr. Lawrence, the photo of you and Miss Bennett hugging at the door last night is back in the headlines."

　　After hearing Albi's words, Zane's eyes went cold and his tone got even colder, "Were you blind at the time?"

　　Albi said, "I'm not blind, but I have no proof. How can a single mouth say more than Neve's millions of fans?

　　One mouthful of spittle can drown him alive!

　　"Have someone remove it as soon as possible!" Zane said.

　　Albi cautiously responded, "I had someone contact you before I called you, the other side did not want to withdraw, saying that they received money to hang enough for twenty-four hours of hot search."

　　"Things that can be solved with money are not things, how much the other side gives, you double it, I don't believe he is still unwilling."

　　Albi coughed lightly, "I said, they said, be true to your word, you can't see things differently ......"

　　The more Albi spoke, the lower his voice became, and he could barely hear what he was saying.

　　Zane got mad and hung up on Albi and called Neve.

　　The phone rang several times before it was answered, and Neve's gentle voice came through, "Zane, what's up? Calling me so early ......?"

　　"You did the online thing?" Zane interrupted her in a deep voice.

　　Neve was silent for a few seconds, suddenly laughed, and then asked, "Zane, are you doubting me?"