Love Strategy: CEO He is Really Scheming！

Chapter 219: Chapter 219 What Should I Do with You?

It’s a wound, he aches for her yet is conflicted by the fear of losing control again, offering his true heart only to face the betrayal of his feelings being trampled on once more!

He also feels pain; no one knows how much her departure back then hurt him! He even took a long time to overcome his despair, an experience and suffering that he will never forget in this lifetime.

He clutched the breakup letter she had handwritten, drowning his sorrows in his room daily, even wishing to die from the intoxication rather than face the reality of her leaving.

That letter, every word, he still remembers clearly to this day. How heartless and cold-blooded she must have been to leave just a letter with family to be passed on to him after leaving.

How can he not hate?

The relationship he cherished so much, the girl he loved so deeply, telling him in the letter that he never had real feelings for her and that it was all just a game.

But now, she stands before him, telling him that eight years ago and now, she has always loved him, how can he believe that?

Back then, it was she who said the relationship was just play. Now it’s she who claims to have always loved him. Ariel Morris, what do you expect me to do with you?

How am I supposed to trust you?

Arlo Seys’s eyes were deep and dark as he looked at Ariel Morris, standing so close, had to dig his fingers into his palms to maintain a façade of calm indifference.

He stared at Ariel Morris for several seconds before lifting his legs to walk over, his steps somewhat heavy.

Ariel Morris bit her lip, watching as the tall figure approached step by step, exuding an aura of dominance, his towering figure instantly overshadowing hers, making her tremble with awe.

Arlo Seys, born noble, darling of the gods, exuding elegance and nobility from head to toe. That innate aura, overwhelmingly noble, incomparable, swept over Ariel Morris entirely.

Arlo Seys raised his hand toward Ariel Morris, her body trembling slightly, watching as those fingers gradually neared.

Arlo Seys’s fingers, just about to touch Ariel Morris, suddenly lowered slowly; his tall frame crouched down to pick up the clothes at Ariel Morris’s feet.

Ariel Morris stood in place, biting her lips, tense to the extreme.

Arlo Seys picked up the clothes, stood up, looked at Ariel Morris, his thin lips parted slightly, his voice low and slightly hoarse, ”Ariel Morris, what should I do with you?”

As he spoke, he gently dressed her, his eyes gazing at her face, from this close distance, seeing the crystalline tears on her cheeks.

Arlo Seys’s lips curled into a hint of sarcasm and helplessness, speaking in a deep voice, ”In this life, I will truly die by your hands! If someday I’m tortured by you, it’s my own damn fault! Ariel Morris, why is it always you? Why do I always lose to you...”

Pathetic him, always losing to Ariel Morris! Just one of her actions can instantly evoke great heartache in him, willing to hurt himself tenfold, refusing to retaliate even a bit!

One of her tears, just looking at it feels like a stab to his heart, how could he ever dare to confront it with cold words and indifference!

Ariel Morris is the most powerful weapon against Arlo Seys in this lifetime!

Ariel Morris watched as Arlo Seys carefully and gently dressed her, tears flowing even more fiercely.

Arlo Seys fastened her last button, then looked at her face, speaking with a solemn and firm tone, ”Ariel Morris, if you ever dare undress in front of another man as you did today, remember, even if I have to risk my life, I will kill you and that man! Remember these words for the rest of your life!”

With that, Arlo Seys turned and walked out indifferently.

Ariel Morris watched his departing back, remembered how gentle and careful he had been while dressing her just moments earlier, remembered his last words, and suddenly, she smiled as tears fell like rain.

His warmth and love, even without words, she could feel them.

Arlo Seys, not good with words, naturally reserved, yet he was the warmest sunshine in her life.

Hate and love are equal; the more Arlo Seys hates her, doesn’t it just prove how much he loves and cares?