CEO’s Surrender: With You, I Can Never Win

CEO’s Surrender With You I Can Never Win Chapter 41

“No. I may catch a cold, so your treatment won’t start tonight. I don’t want to infect you with a cold; otherwise, I don’t want to hear that I try to get sympathy from you again.”

Finley had a cool head.

She disliked the sarcasm from Bryan at all.

Even so, she talked back calmly.

Then, she strode upstairs and took a hot shower in her room.

Bryan slapped the magazine in his hand on the table. He didn’t have the mood to read on.

Recently, Bryan suffered mood swings because of Finley.

Bryan cursed in his heart.

With a bang, Bryan shut the door behind him and locked himself in the study.

After a shower, Finley came downstairs in cotton cartoon pajamas. With some pills in her hand, Finley needed some water.

It was time for Harry to get off work. Before leaving, he walked to Finley and said, “Mrs. Turner, don’t you think Mr. Turner is in a bad temper today?”

“Isn’t he always so? His temper is like the weather, unpredictable. I know nothing about the weather

forecasts. How can I know when he throws a fit.”

Finley was proud. Her pride did not allow her to be too humble before Bryan.

“Mr. Turner has his problems, but there are reasons for them. He lost his parents at an early age, and the pressure from his family was enormous. Mrs. Turner, don’t forget your purpose in this marriage. To achieve your goal, shouldn’t you be more active?”

“He is a gay! What can I do?”

Finley took the pills and put down the glass on the table indignantly. Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

She wanted to work hard but felt helpless at the thought that her husband was a gay.

“If an transsexual operation would help solve this problem, Finley didn’t mind having one.

“Uh… Well, Mrs. Turner, did you ever think of making Mr. Turner a straight man?”

“Yes, but I gave up. I have a problem with the stuff used men.”

Finley got up from the chair and went upstairs with a glass of water.

Harry stood there with frustration as his plan failed.

Finley returned to her bedroom. She sat by her desk, tied up her hair, and put a facial mask on her face. Then, Finley turned on her computer and chatted with her friends about showbiz.

Dingdong!

Finley received a new email.

She quickly clicked on the email with the mouse.

“Nice to meet you, Miss. I’m an agent working for Miss Daphne Carter. Miss Carter is very interested in your product in the competition about perfume. Would you like to sell it to us? We may sit down. and talk the details over.

Daphne Carter!

My God!

Finley was so shocked that her facial mask almost fell on the computer.

Daphne Carter had been a top model and later started her career in showbiz. She made her name for her curvy figure and beautiful appearance overnight. She was a top–notch figure in the showbiz

now.

Finley felt excited because this would be a good chance for her to make a lot of money.

Finley leaned back in her chair with countless thoughts in her mind.

She sent out a reply soon and agreed to have a meeting in her Starry Workshop tomorrow.

The meeting would start at 11 o’clock in the morning. After two classes, Finley went to the appointed place.

Everything in the studio was about Daphne and her career in showbiz.

Finley was led to a waiting room.

A man walked past the waiting room while humming. He caught a glimpse of Finley in the waiting room. Without hesitation, the man pushed the door of the waiting room open and walked in. “Mrs. Turner? Why are you here?”