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

Chapter 275

Finley pushed Bryan away with all her force and then confronted the attack with her hands.

Bryan pursed his thin lips, grabbed Finley by the arm, and pulled her behind his back.

Then, Bryan raised his elbow and kicked the attacker to the ground.

The knife was knocked to the ground by Bryan.

However, the sharp knife still left a cut on his arm.

The knife cut through his suit and left a wound on his skin.

Bryan frowned slightly but didn’t make a sound of pain.

Finley knew that Bryan was a good fighter.

I didn’t expect him to be such an outstanding fighter.

His moves were neat, quick, and agile.

“Are you crazy?” Bryan pinched Finley on the arm with anger in his scarlet eyes and roared in a cold. voice.

“I tried to save you. That man started a sneak attack and almost stabbed the knife into your back,” Finley explained with aggrievance.

“Didn’t I know that? I could have a good defense, and neither you nor I would get hurt. However, you got smart. You would get hurt, do you know that? Where is your brain?” Bryan scolded Finley ruthlessly.

Finley felt both sad and aggrieved. “Don’t shout at me! I tried to save you. Is it a fault? Is it a fault. that I care about you?”

“Shouldn’t you ensure your safety first? You can do nothing but cause trouble for me!” With a frown, Bryan flared up again. He got mad many times today.

Finley knew why Bryan got mad. Weren’t you afraid that I would get hurt? There were many ways to express your concern, but why did you choose the worst one?

No girls liked roars of anger.

Finley pushed Bryan away and rolled her eyes at him. She walked straight to the bodyguard lying on the ground and kicked him twice. “A sneak attack! How dare you! Let me kick you to death!”

She vented her anger on the bodyguards.

Then, Finley continued her search. Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

Bryan shouted at Finley harshly, “Stop! I’m injured. Treatment, please.”

He knew that there was only one way to stop Finley from looking for Gates.

It was to pretend to be weak.

“It is a slight wound. You won’t die. Tell the doctors to baggage you when at home.”

Finley had checked Bryan’s wound and didn’t worry. Thanks to the suit, the cut wasn’t deep.”

“I will die!” Bryan gritted his teeth and emphasized.

Finley was speechless.

“I’ll give you three seconds. Come here!” Bryan roared.

He had used up all his patience in his life for Finley.

“Mr. Turner, are you so weak? You will die of a slight wound! How delicate!”

Finley was tired of the nagging. She turned around and walked to Bryan.

“I don’t have a first-aid kit here. How can I treat you?”

“You are the best treatment.”

Bryan curled his lips into a smile. He suddenly bent down, picked Finley up, and walked out of the slave market.

“Bryan… What are you doing? Let go!” Finley scratched Bryan.

I had something important at hand.

I might lose track of Gates again if I missed this chance.

“Go home with me if you don’t want me to kill that man!”

“I dare you to lay a finger on him!” Finley glared at Bryan.

It would be fine even if Bryan roared at me.

However, I wouldn’t allow him to hurt Gates.

“I dare you to look for him again!” Bryan sounded cold and hoarse with an intimidating expression.