Ex-husband, Please Respect Yourself

Chapter 150: Don't Tell Him What Happened Today

"I know, I have raised you so old. Do I need you to tell me how to take care of child? You go to work quickly. Be careful on the way."

"... Oh, then I'm leaving. Bye-bye."

In the elevator, Cathy habitually pressed the negative first floor and looked up. Her face was congealed. She lowered her head and pressed the button of the first floor.

The elevator stopped on the first floor. She carried her bag and had no expression on her delicate face. She did not go to the parking lot and walked straight out of the apartment building.

At the intersection outside the community, she raised her hand and looked at the time. She was preparing to stop a taxi. A black car passed by and stopped in front of her.

Cathy frowned, ignored it, was about to step aside, the door suddenly opened, a familiar face came into view.

"Miss Lawson."

She was stunned and looked up to see the tall man in front of her. Her face changed instantly. "Rory? What, what are you doing here?

She remembered the man's words on the phone last night, and her face changed again. She murmured, "Did he tell you come?"

Rory nodded calmly and respectfully. "Well, Mr. Raman asked me to take you to work."

Cathy rebuffed, "No, I can take taxi by myself, you go back."

She thought he listened to her last night, but it's still preach to deaf ears.

For her children's sake, she didn't plan to drive to work in the future, but she got up earlier, took a taxi or a bus, she can completely arrive the company in time, and she was not so delicate as to be picked up. Rory's stiff body blocked her way quietly. "Miss Lawson, Mr. Raman hired me. This is my job. I can't listen to you. If you don't want to, you can tell Mr. Raman, and I can go back."

"You!" Cathy was speechless with anger.

Holding her fist, not wanting to waste time with him, she quickly took out her cell phone and dialed a number.

It rang for more than ten seconds before it was connected.

"Hello, I'm Secretary Haywood. Mr. Raman is in a meeting. If you have something you can tell me or you can call back later."

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In a meeting?

Cathy held her cell phone, but did not say anything. She listened to Eric's words, and her face turned black.

"No need." She took a deep breath and was going to hung up.

"Wait, are you Miss Lawson?" Eric seems to have heard her voice and changed his tone.

Cathy's voice faded. 'It's me. If he doesn't have time, I'll hang up."

But in the next second, the voice of the male voice was replaced by a deep, familiar voice. "Are you looking for me?"

Cathy's face changed slightly and she was a little moved.All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

He's not... in a meeting?

But it was too late to think about it. She had to rush to work. Her voice suddenly became cold. "Tyrone Raman, tell Rory go back. I don't need someone to send me. Didn't you understand what I said last night?"

The man's voice was deep. "Do you drive again today?"

Cathy bit her lower lip. "No."

"Since you haven't driven a car, you are going to take taxi or bus. Don't even think about it. You might as well take his car and pay him money."

Cathy's face was black, and there was no refutation at all.

She took a deep breath and could not bear it. "Tyrone Raman, can you stop being so naive? I'm rushing to work. I don't have time to spend with you two."

The man is still calm with patience. "There's also a group of people waiting for me to go back to the meeting, dear, you just sit in the car, you can imagine he doesn't exist."

Cathy looked up at Rory.

He doesn't exist?

She's not blind.