Novel Name : Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo

Chapter 772

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“No. I want Evan to send me back. Evan-” Taking note that Evan was ignoring her, Susan reached out to
grab his clothes anxiously.

Sheila immediately laid a firm hand on Susan’s arm as she hurriedly dragged her away.




“Let’s go back and rest.”

“Evan! Evan!”

With tears in her eyes, Susan cried out Evan’s name as Sheila dragged her back to her ward.



“Sheila, you hold no grudges against me! Why are you doing this to me?”



“I’m doing you a favor; I’m stopping you from diving off of the cliff.”

Susan kept silent.



Susan’s disgruntled gaze on Sheila was like a dagger coated in poison; it caused Sheila’s heart to skip a
beat.

Whenever Sheila’s attention was turned to something else, Susan would rush over to Nicole’s ward. Her
constant visits irritated Nicole.





Furthermore, she always appeared with a miserable expression, looking as though she believed that
Nicole was a homewrecker.

Every time she appeared, she would gaze at Evan lovingly. She was a third wheel that had stood out,
making the atmosphere awkward all the time.

“Susan, I have been honest with you, and I’ve already arranged for your accommodation. You can
discharge yourself from the hospital and move in immediately. In addition to that, I’ll assign two maids to
tend to you.”

Discharge myself from the hospital?

Why should I do so?

“Evan, are you not going to allow me to stay in the hospital because of Ms. Lane?” With a deep frown,
she instantly appeared weaker. “Evan, my head is spinning. I feel rather dizzy.” At that, she held her
forehead, leaning toward Evan again.

Nicole was swift to reach out and grab her. “Susan, since you seem to be rather fond of this room, I’ll
allow you to stay here.”

Then, she turned to look at Evan. “Evan, can we head back to Imperial Garden?”

“Of course.”

At a loss for words, Susan was confounded. They’re leaving so soon?



Doesn’t that mean that it’ll be difficult for me to run into Evan from now on?



What should I do?

“Evan, take me back to Imperial Garden too, won’t you?”

Nicole never expected her to voice a suggestion like that. Thus, she instantly rejected, “Imperial Garden
is mine, so Evan can’t give you an answer to that. I’m not going to allow you to step foot into Imperial
Garden.”

Her recent days in the hospital had been frustrating due to Susan’s appearance. If she were to allow
Susan to enter Imperial Garden, that would signify the end of her peaceful days.

Evan ignored Susan’s pleas too. Packing up, he soon made his leave with Nicole.

Susan stared at the empty ward, her rationality having long fled from her body.

What should I do now?

Does this mean that I’ll be unable to see Evan from now on?

If Evan registers for marriage with Nicole, I won’t get a shot with him anymore!

At such a thought, she took her phone out, hurriedly making a call.

“What’s the matter?”

“Nicole is about to marry Evan. Shouldn’t you be doing something to show her your sincerity?”

There was silence on the other end of the line.

When the call ended, Susan heaved a sigh of relief.

At Imperial Garden.



When the maids saw that Evan had returned with Nicole, they all had similar joyful smiles.

Ms. Lane is back together with Mr. Seet again. This is great!

Evan then accompanied Nicole upstairs to her bedroom. On the bed, he placed a pillow behind her for
support.

“Here. Do you feel better?”

“Yup. Evan, you haven’t gone to the office for quite a few days. You should head there now. If Seet
Group is fine, head over to Lane Corporation and my clinic. Please assist me in settling the important
matters.”

Evan handed her a glass of milk. “Rest well. I’ll deal with the affairs of Lane Corporation.”

Trusting his capability, Nicole nodded as she took the glass from him.

After Evan left, she lay on the bed, surfing through the net on her phone as she drank her milk. Now that
she was away from Susan’s harassment, she felt that she was as free as a bird.

At that moment, her phone rang.

It was a call from Levant. After a few seconds of hesitation, she accepted the call.

“Hello.”

“Nicole, when shall we have our wedding?”




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