Cain Shaw raised his eyes to look at Dianna Hollis’s phone, and soon he saw that so-called passion video.
He didn’t know Christina Shaw had secretly pulled such a stunt behind his back. His thin lips pressed together as he reached out to grab Dianna Hollis’s phone, speaking in a deep voice, "Delete the video."
Dianna Hollis hid the phone behind her, refusing to let him take it.
Cain Shaw’s tall figure imdiately moved closer, "What are you hiding? Hand it over!"
He really is domineering!
"Cain Shaw, is the man in the video you?" Dianna Hollis asked.
Cain Shaw’s handso brows furrowed a bit, but he didn’t speak.
"Why aren’t you answering ? Actually, I have the answer myself; the man in the video isn’t you at all!" Dianna Hollis affird.
Cain Shaw’s eyes flickered slightly, and his gaze landed on Dianna Hollis’s small goose-egg face. In the past three years, he never once touched Christina Shaw; it was always his stand-in who went to share a room with her. This stand-in looked so much like him, nearly indiscernible from the real thing. Christina Shaw never noticed anything amiss; how did she discover it?
Dianna Hollis seed to have seen through what Cain Shaw was thinking, "Have you forgotten, three years ago, I slept with you? Every man’s preferences and performances in bed are different, so I can tell at a glance that that man isn’t you."
Cain Shaw knew she was clever, having grown up with Jason Hollis, she naturally had a detection and reverse reasoning ability. Plus, the two of them shared a night of passion, so this stand-in couldn’t fool her at all.
"Cain Shaw, is this man your stand-in? Since you’re already married to Christina Shaw, why do you need a stand-in? Yuri Shaw isn’t your son either, right?"
"Cain Shaw, what is your purpose in doing all this, or rather, who are you really?"
Dianna Hollis looked at Cain Shaw inquisitively. Actually, she suspected his identity three years ago, but he hid it too well, making it impossible for her to decipher.
Cain Shaw couldn’t say anything now; it’s classified. Besides, the less she knows, the safer she is. "Dianna Hollis, these aren’t things you should be asking."
Dianna Hollis slightly lowered her lashes, then gently curled her red lips, "What you said makes a bit flustered because I rember... my dad once told the exact sa thing."
As she spoke, Dianna Hollis’s cold, bright eyes fell on his. "My dad was an undercover cop; he was a public officer!"
This statent was powerful and resounding, and when it landed, it seed as if the whole world suddenly fell silent.
Cain Shaw’s heart softened. He knew no matter how many tis Jodie Young spoke ill of Jason Hollis, it couldn’t shake Jason Hollis’s standing in Dianna Hollis’s heart. Dianna Hollis loved her father deeply and was proud of him.
When Dianna Hollis said this, her cold beautiful eyes seed to suddenly be covered in a layer of crystalline mist, the shifting glances sparkling brilliantly.
At this mont, Cain Shaw didn’t know what she had guessed, or how much she knew. Did she already know his true identity?
Cain Shaw broke the silence first; he handed over the pill again, "Delete the video from your phone, then take this pill."
Dianna Hollis reached out to take the pill from his hand, then directly threw it into the toilet.
Cain Shaw’s pupils shrank; Dianna Hollis’s speed in discarding the pill was too fast. He watched as the pill rapidly dissolved in the water and disappeared.
"Dianna Hollis, what are you doing?" Cain Shaw was angry.
Dianna Hollis stepped forward, directly closing the gap between them. She tilted her small face up, looking at him seriously, "Cain Shaw, I know there are things you can’t say, it’s okay, I won’t ask. I only want to ask you one question, do you like ?"
Cain Shaw’s tall body suddenly stiffened; now she was already leaning in, the two of them nearly touching, he could sll the sweet youthful scent on her body.
Now she was looking at him, asking, Cain Shaw, do you like ?
Do I like her?
Cain Shaw didn’t expect things to have escalated to this point, his mind buzzed. Although he was a 36-year-old man, he was pure, never having been in love, a newbie.
Now approached by the girl he liked, and questioned if he liked her, he was dumbfounded.
Dianna Hollis was waiting for his answer, but she waited and waited and didn’t hear him say anything.
Sigh.
Could it be that he couldn’t say this either?
Dianna Hollis slowly stood on tiptoe, touched his thin lips softly with hers.
The touch of his lips felt particularly good; the dicine effect in Dianna Hollis’s body hadn’t subsided yet. Earlier, she could suppress it; now, with a kiss, she felt all the heat suddenly flaring up.
Dianna Hollis reached out with her small hands, wrapping around his neck, and kissed again.
She wasn’t experienced, her only experience was that night three years ago. Now she mimicked his movents, nibbling on him like a little puppy.
Cain Shaw’s blood surged instantly; he forced himself to push her away, admonishing her in a hoarse voice, "Dianna Hollis, what are you doing?"
Dianna Hollis saw his black eyes were tinted with traces of passionate crimson; clearly, he couldn’t resist but still pretended to be upright. She innocently blinked, "Is this not allowed either? Isn’t this your job? I’m in trouble now, help , uncle!"
Calling him "uncle," Cain Shaw knew she really had figured it all out.
His big hand supported her pert bottom, lifting her to sit on the sink.
Dianna Hollis hadn’t settled in yet when he lowered his head and kissed her. The kiss was like a tempest, instantly taking away her breath.
He kissed her with such force it felt as if he was going to swallow her whole.
Dianna Hollis’s body instantly softened like water under his kiss.
She knew it wasn’t the dicine, it was because this person was him.
These past few days, Yuric Thatcher had always tried to get close to her, but she instinctively refused.
Now with Cain Shaw, she was completely lost in his kiss.
Dianna Hollis quickly bit down his tongue.
Hiss.
Cain Shaw felt the pain, and slowly let her go, staring at her with crimson eyes and a hoarse voice, "What’s wrong, are you... regretting?"
Dianna Hollis once again wrapped him around her neck, her damp hair clinging to her fair face, red lips swollen with bright colors that fiercely stimulated a man’s senses, she shook her head, "No, I just want to ask, you didn’t actually marry Christina Shaw, did you?"
Cain Shaw looked at her, didn’t speak.
"Forget it; you probably can’t say that either, so I won’t ask." Dianna Hollis knew he couldn’t say anything, but she wanted to confirm because she didn’t want to be the other woman, not even falsely.
Just then, Cain Shaw pinched her slim waist, his thin lips spilling out two hoarse words, "No."
He said, no!
Dianna Hollis’s eyes lit up; so he really hadn’t married Christina Shaw!
She eagerly leaned closer to him, laughing softly, "Cain Shaw, I like you."
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