All Chapters of Love-Battle Executive: Husband of High Society Fails: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

The black BMW had already parked in the exclusive spot at the club. "Ruoya, what are you thinking about? You seem so lost." Jacob's large hand covered her small one, which was damp with cold sweat.Ruoya snapped back to reality, "Oh, it's nothing." She smiled at him."Today you're supposed to be here to relax with me, but you seem to have something on your mind." Jacob turned off the engine, "We're here. Let's get out of the car.""Okay." Ruoya nodded.The two of them walked side by side into the upscale leisure club. Ruoya took Jacob's arm, "Jacob, it's been a long time since I've played any sports. You'll need to go easy on me!""Every time we play, you're the one who wins," Jacob said, a charming smile spreading across his face, only to freeze when he spotted Bruno arm-in-arm with Adeline, emerging from the other side of the club, standing in front of the elevator.Jacob wondered why Bruno was here, intimately arm-in-arm with Adeline. Where was Lizzie?"What a coincidence!" Bruno s

Lizzie had walked a dozen meters to a trash bin to dispose of her garbage. She dusted off her clothes, but the smeared dirt on her outfit stubbornly clung onto it. As she strolled back towards her villa, she wiped the beads of sweat off her forehead. She heard a whimpering sound. This time, Lizzie followed the sound and spotted a grubby little white dog hiding in the nearby flowerbed. With a tender touch, she lifted the poor creature out, seeing it had a bleeding paw."Oh, how did you get injured?" Lizzie cradled the dirty dog in her arms without any signs of repulsion. She sat on the edge of the flowerbed, examining the wound on its paw. The little white dog obediently lay on her lap, wagging its tail.Lizzie held its paws, looking into its round, innocent, brown eyes, "How did you end up here? Where's your home?" Despite being fully aware that it wouldn't answer, she couldn't stop her questions.This was an upscale neighborhood, and the residents who owned dogs usually had pedigreed

Lizzie was struggling incessantly. "Let me go, I need to find Bob.""If you keep squirming around, you'll be exposing yourself," warned Bruno, in a leisurely manner. His gaze fell upon her, his deep-set eyes aflame with an intense heat."You..." Only then did Lizzie realize that her robe was loosening around her waist due to her struggles. It was on the brink of coming undone completely.Bruno's long arms pulled her back into his embrace, his face buried in her slightly damp hair. "You smell so good."Lizzie didn't dare struggle anymore, held captive in his tight embrace. "What...what are you planning?""What do you think?" Bruno asked, a smirk playing on his lips. His hand rested steadily on her waist, showing no sign of letting go."You can't touch me!" Lizzie protested, her face tilted up at him in defiance."Really?" Bruno’s eyes narrowed, a smirk on his face. "Do you think there's anything I want that I can't get?" His words implied that whatever he desired, he would inevitably o

A sleek black Cayenne pulled up in front of a lavish villa in the prestigious Ming Xiu residential area. This time, before Lizzie could exit the vehicle and ring the doorbell, the villa's grand entrance slowly swung open.Bruno drove the vehicle into the villa's garage. No sooner had they stepped out of the car, a servant approached them, "Miss, and Master, you've arrived. The master is waiting for you in the living room."Lizzie glanced at Bruno, standing stoically beside her, barely discernible nod confirmed his acknowledgment. They proceeded into the living room, trailing one after the other. Seeing Bruno, Jianmin Jiang shot up from his seat, "Bruno, you're here. Please, take a seat."Lizzie followed suit, "Dad.""Hmm," Jianmin Jiang replied, not even bothering to meet her gaze.Bruno observed everything silently, choosing to seat his robust frame on a single-seater couch.Jianmin Jiang settled onto a different couch, summoning a maid, "Please bring us some high-quality tea."Soon

With a lift of her gaze, Lizzie met the eyes of the man standing before her. "Does it matter if I'm mad?" she spoke with a detached tone. Having no concern about her feelings, why should he bother to ask? Just like her, he ignored his own unwillingness and drowned her with his power and dominance."I want to know," Bruno walked to the bedside, turned on the table lamp, and leaned down to ask.Lizzie slightly leaned back, wanting to put a distance between them. "Do you want me to be angry at you?""What do you think?" Bruno's hand tightened on her thin shoulder, his handsome face emotionless."If you want me to be mad, I should be mad. Everything about me is under your control now, isn't it? One move, one glance from you, and I'd be shattered into pieces, beyond hope," Lizzie winced as she felt pain in her shoulder from his grip.Bruno didn't intend to let go. Lizzie bit her lip, bearing the pain, unwilling to ask for his mercy.Why should she endure the pain? If she was just trying t