Chapter 169 Torture

Chandler’s eyes had a lazy, casual look. His handsome face was filled with desire.

Meryl froze. Her heart pounded as if it would leap out of her chest.

How could she not understand the meaning?

Meryl gently held down Chandler’s restless hand and said, “No, this is the office.” Her voice was trembling.

“This is my place. So we play by my rules,” Chandler said.

The temperature in the room kept rising. There was a growing sense of intimacy.

Their breathing grew heavier. Desire flickered in both their eyes.

But just then, someone came to the door.

This time, the person didn’t knock and just walked right in.

“Chandler, I heard Meryl came to work today. What about Anne…” the person said.

Halfway through his sentence, Dante met Chandler’s icy, murderous gaze and instantly swallowed the rest of his words.

Chandler was holding a woman in his arms.

Although they were fully dressed, Chandler’s chest was heaving. The woman in his arms had a flushed face.

It was clear that if he hadn’t walked in, their clothes might not have stayed on much longer.

Dante suddenly realized what was happening and looked extremely awkward.

The door was already closed. Now he was stuck in a situation where he didn’t know whether to stay or leave.

Finally, he just decided to go all in.

“Meryl, where’s Anne? Where did she go? I haven’t been able to find her these past few days! I can’t reach her by phone either!” Dante said.

The warmth in Meryl’s heart vanished instantly.

Anger flashed across her face as she immediately pulled away from Chandler.

“Dante, how dare you still look for Anne? Don’t you know she doesn’t want to see you?” Meryl said.

“Tell me where she’s staying. I need to talk to her!” Dante said.

Dante’s face was pale. Dark circles under his eyes showed he hadn’t rested in days. He hadn’t even shaved.

The suit he wore was the same one from three days ago. The smell of alcohol was evident from a distance.

“If you feel any guilt towards Anne, sign the divorce papers and stop dragging it out,” Meryl said sternly.

“No, I won’t divorce her!” Dante said defiantly.

“At this point, do you think not signing will make a difference? Anne is determined to leave you. If you don’t sign, she’ll sue. You’re a public figure. Are you sure you want it to get that far?” Meryl said.

Dante let out a bitter laugh.

“Didn’t she already tell everyone at that dinner party that I wronged her, that I’m a jerk? Everyone already knows. What more do I have to fear from rumors…” he said.

Meryl frowned.

“I don’t care about my reputation anymore. I’ll give up everything if Anne comes back,” Dante said.

He walked towards Meryl. “Help me, please! Tell me where Anne is! Every day, I feel like torture!”

As he got closer, Meryl noticed the red veins in Dante’s eyes, making him look quite frightening.

In her memory, Dante had always been very concerned about his image. He had all his clothes sent to the dry cleaners.

Whether it was formal suits or casual wear, he was always meticulously dressed.

Meryl felt a bit sorry for him, but she didn’t soften.

Anne was currently in postpartum recovery. Meryl couldn’t let Dante disturb her.

“I’m not going to tell you,” Meryl said, leaving the office.

Dante instinctively tried to follow, but Chandler immediately blocked his way.