Chapter 1185: chapter 1194

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Chapter 1194 The man's eyes narrowed when he noticed the woman on his lap.

Was it her?

Realizing their position, he gulped and hoarsely questioned, "What are you doing?"

Dior heard his alluring voice and was knocked off her feet.

When she finally reacted, she said, "She’s just a woman. Why end yourself for her? There are so many better women in the world, and you don't have to do this! Even if you don't care about your life, think of your parents! It wasn't easy raising you!"

Harry was baffled.

"When did I say I'm killing myself?" "Huh? You were walking into the sea!" rambled Dior. "Are you not committing suicide?" "No, you just thought too much into it."

He looked at their position again and his eyes darkened.

"Oh." Knowing that he was not killing himself, Dior was more reassured.

After that, she finally realized...that she was sitting on top of him!

Her hand was touching his chest!

"Ah...haha...! What a misunderstanding..." Dior smiled dryly and got off of him unwillingly.

"My apologies, I was wrong."

Harry's sea water-drenched stuck to his skin and showed his perfect body.

Dior stared at him without blinking.

"Don’t worry,” said Harry, 'Tm not as weak." 'That's good. That’s the right way to think!" Dior looked at his handsome face and added, 'There are many women."

'For example, the one right in front of you!'

Although it was not morally correct to steal someone's boyfriend right after the breakup, he was too handsome!

His look, physique, and even his eyes were beyond her standards.

Harry looked at her. 'Tm not sad because of her."

In fact, he found it ironic.

He cut all ties with his parents just to be with her, and he went to work on site and tried to give her the best.

In the end, all she said was, "Harry, I don't want to go on like this."

Ha! He took the wrong bet!

"What?" Dior was confused.

If he was not sad because of the woman, why did he seem sad?

"Nothing." Harry did not want to speak further.

"Oh."

After a short pause of silence, Dior asked, "What's your name?” "Harry Cogen.”

Dior's eyes lit up. "Sounds nice.”

Even his name was nice.

"My name is Dior Granger." She looked at his damp shirt and said, "Your shirt is wet because of me. I'll buy you one." "No need."

Dior was upset. Why was this man so cold?

She pursed her lips and reached out to hold onto his wrist. "Your shirt is wet, and you might catch a cold staying here. Let's go, I'll buy you a new shirt. Otherwise, I'll feel bad."

Harry wanted to say something when he looked at her hand on his wrist and pursed his lips. He left with her. 2 When they went back to the street, Dior brought him to a luxury mall.

When they entered, the staff saw Harry and stood upright. As they were about to greet him, he quickly gave them a look to stop them.

A few of them realized and pretended as if they did not know him." Welcome!"

Dior picked him a suit, and when he changed into it, she looked over as her heart raced wildly.

He was in a fitting Armani black suit. His legs are long and straight, his face handsome and mature.

How handsome!

He must have been the handsome CEO from one of those romantic novels!