Love Strategy: CEO He is Really Scheming！

Holding Nicole, Steven Cooper left the coffee shop, both of them silent, not uttering a word.

Steven Cooper could feel how cold the person in his arms was, like a block of ice, making him feel a pang of heartache.

After half an hour of silent walking, Steven Cooper looked at Nicole, whose lips were trembling and pale, and finally couldn’t help but speak softly: "Nicole, if you feel sad or wronged, say it out or cry... Nobody is asking you to be strong."

Nicole looked at the bench by the roadside ahead, bit her lip, and her voice had a hint of hoarseness: "Brother Cooper, let me have some quiet time, alright?"

Steven Cooper nodded silently and walked away.

Nicole sat alone on the bench, images from earlier kept replaying in her mind; the bloody scenes and those infants made her face turn pale, her body couldn’t stop trembling.

And Andrea Greenwood’s words echoed in her ears like a spell.

Jose Floyd and Andrea Greenwood were getting married, Jose Floyd only saw her as something necessary, even the child was sent away by Jose Floyd personally with the saffron he bought.

But why did Jose Floyd, in front of her, get so furiously angry, refusing to let her take the morning-after pill, and even said if there was a child, they should have it? Jose Floyd wasn’t incapable of raising it.

Those words were so domineering that they made her think she was truly special in his heart, a unique existence. But now, she discovered how hard it was to believe his words.

It was his biological mother who gave him the herbal tea, she also called and asked him, confirming that the saffron was indeed bought by him, everything was as clear as day. He truly didn’t want that child.

It was summer, yet Nicole felt so cold, that her entire body trembled, cold as frost, without any warmth. Her eyes were scattered as she looked forward, a deep red surged within them.

A figure sat beside her, handed her a cup of milk tea with a faint smile, "It’s hot, have a sip. When I just held you, your body was too cold."

Nicole numbly received the milk tea, and put the straw into her icy lips, sipping.

The warm milk tea flowed down her throat, warmed her stomach, and her freezing cold body felt slightly better.

"Can you tell me about your story with him? Don’t keep things bottled up inside, speaking out makes you feel much better." Steven Cooper’s voice, like his person, was faintly warm.

Holding the milk tea in her palm, Nicole’s voice was so light it almost sounded unreal.

"At seventeen, I snuck into a bar alone to get close to him, he took me from the bar back to Manor Estate, and I became his woman. In those five years, although he was cold and domineering, he was incredibly good to me, so good that I almost forgot my purpose of approaching him was for revenge."

"Becoming his woman was more favorable for my revenge, and he indeed trusted me. He trusts no one, very guarded, yet I could approach all his secrets, or rather, he never hid half a bit from me."

"The signed term has ended, five years, time flew by, from a naive girl I grew into a woman beside him, he taught me everything. I—I finally took a knife and stabbed towards his left heart, only for my hatred and the original intent of approaching him."

"And so, I fled from his side to return to the Seys Family but didn’t expect that after he woke up from severe injury, he quickly came to City C and found me."

"Entangling grudges, he and I could probably never clear up how much we owe each other in this lifetime."

"If he hadn’t killed my brother, then I owe him. He treated me well for five years, and for me, those five years were just playing a role...."