Healing my disabled husband
Chapter 507 Don'T Even Dare To Breathe

Chapter 507 Don't even dare to breathe

Martha's dress today was very different from usual.

At least, compared with the past seven years, she looked very different for Douglas.

Over the years, Martha had always been wearing formal suits. And the colors were always black, white and gray, as if there was no other color on her body.

Not to mention those cute and lovely series, even colorful things were impossible to appear on her body.

Moreover, Martha almost never wore any jewelry. Even if she accompanied him to a banquet, she always wore a smart suit.

Many times, some people even thought that Martha was not Douglas' secretary at all, but a bodyguard.

If she were to wear black sunglasses, she would really look like a bodyguard.

In particular, for many men, the identity of a secretary had a meaning that made people daydream.

However, such a thing had never happened to Martha.

But now, at this moment, Martha who appeared in front of Douglas was wearing a set of very cute bear pajamas and a baby bear headband on her head. She looked soft and cute, and didn't apply such a thick foundation with several shades deeper on her face, which made her face look younger. Even if she said she was a college student, no one will doubt her.

Douglas wasn't even sure that the person walking towards him was really Martha.

His eyes fell on Martha's face and he watched her come toward him.

For a split second, Douglas didn't even know what to say to her.

He didn't even know how to explain why he was here.

It was Martha who spoke first. She smiled at Douglas and said, "Mr. Torres, why are you here?"

Her voice was as calm as before, without any emotions.

But inexplicably, Douglas felt uneasy.

He gave Martha a few days off without specifying when she would go back to work, but now, Douglas didn't want her to go on vacation.

He was worried that when Martha reappeared in the company, would she submit a resignation letter to him?

Douglas' sight was tightly stuck to Martha's face, which made Martha very dazed and at a loss.

She looked at Douglas and called him again, "Mr. Torres."

Douglas came back to his senses and said, "Why did you get down?"

At this moment, it was already two o'clock in the night. If there was no work, Martha should have fallen asleep.

However, she just appeared in front of him.

Martha said, "I heard your car."

Douglas was startled, and couldn't take his eyes off her.

The sound of his car was indeed special, but he didn't expect that Martha would recognize it immediately.

"I've been here for a long time," Douglas said.

Martha nodded and said, "It's been three hours. Mr. Torres, aren't you sleepy?"

Douglas looked at Martha. Listening to her say these words in a calm tone, he felt more complicated.

He did not know how to describe his mood. He wanted to ask Martha many questions, but he could not do it.

Martha said, "You came to see me. Didn't you have something to do?"

He didn't speak, which really made her very embarrassed.

Douglas said, "I just wanted to ask you, how are you recovering? When can you come back to work?"

As soon as he asked the questions, Douglas saw Martha's eyes flicker slightly, and her complexion changed.

His hunch came true that Martha really wanted to resign.

Martha said, "Mr. Torres, I think I may not be suitable to work for you anymore."

"Why?" Douglas' voice was a little colder. He had a premonition, so he was even more unhappy.

Martha lowered her eyes, not daring to look at Douglas.

She bit her lip and said, "You know, I used that image for seven years in Torres Group. Now, if I change my image, people will definitely criticize you. I don't want to put you out."

In the past few days, she thought a lot. In seven years, what she wanted to do was actually done, and she would leave like this without any regrets.

The only thing that might make her feel regretful was that she...

Martha raised her eyes and looked towards Douglas, but met his extremely indifferent eyes.

For a moment, Martha felt that her body had fallen into a ice cellar.

Sure enough, he hated her.

Even if she explained that she never had any intention of hurting him, nor would she hurt the interests of the company, but in the end, she had used such a face by his side for seven years, so he should be very concerned about it.

Martha pursed her lips tightly. She was always calm and self-possessed, but her eyes were still reddened uncontrollably.

She couldn't restrain the emotions in her heart, those emotions related to him.

Martha didn't want to continue talking to Douglas, but suppressed her emotions, trying to keep her voice calm.

She said, "Mr. Torres, it's late. You'd better go back and rest early. In the morning, I will send my resignation letter to your mailbox, goodbye."

After finishing speaking, Martha turned around, and before raising her foot, she said, "Mr. Torres, smoking hurts your body, so please smoke less in the future."

Martha bit her lip to control herself, not to cry out.

She was sad and heartbroken.

Tears were about to fall, but she couldn't let her tears fall before returning to her room.

Martha lifted her feet and walked forward, step by step, with her back straight, not allowing herself to slack off.

She absolutely did not allow her to be a little cowardly.

However, just as she was about to reach the stairs, her arm was pulled by vigorously.

Douglas turned her around directly so that she was face to face with him.

Startled by his action, Martha opened her mouth uncontrollably and looked at him blankly.

Douglas was originally full of anger, but after pulling her over, what he met was a pair of red eyes.

The unshed tears swirled in her eye sockets, making Douglas feel as if he had been stabbed hard.

There was no way to even utter the words that came to his lips.

Douglas looked at Martha. The force in his hand was very heavy. It seemed to hurt Martha. Her face turned pale, and her voice trembled uncontrollably, "It hurts..." However, Douglas did not let go of her because of this, but squeezed Martha's arm even harder.

"I won't allow you to resign," he said.

Martha seemed to have been wronged. Hearing what he said, she finally couldn't hold back, and burst into tears.

She said, "Mr. Torres, let me go. I'm in pain..."

As she spoke, Martha used her hand to break Douglas' hand off.

However, her strength was too small in front of him.

"Tell me you're not resigning," Douglas said.

Martha bit her lip when she heard that, and refused to let go no matter what.

She endured the pain and didn't make any sound anymore. She just looked at Douglas with tears in her eyes, as if she wanted to fight him to the end.

Douglas was stimulated by her, but in the end, he was not willing to use more force.

With a calm voice, he said it again, "Tell me, you won't resign."

Martha was still biting her lip, trying not to make any sound.

Douglas couldn't bear her attitude. He squinted his eyes, and couldn't allow himself to be in such a stalemate with her here.

He directly carried her up and walked towards the car with strides.

Martha didn't expect Douglas to do this at all, and she lost one of the slippers on her feet.

Such actions made Martha feel particularly insecure.

She was lying on Douglas' shoulder.

Martha kicked, and finally couldn't help but said, "Mr. Torres, let me go. What are you going to do? Let me go quickly."

Douglas ignored her yelling and said, "Shut up if you don't want to wake up your neighbors."

Martha was like a defeated rooster, without a sound.

She bit her lip tightly, but still wanted to fight Douglas to the end.

She pinched Douglas hard on the back, but it had not effect on Douglas.

On the contrary, her actions, in the eyes of Douglas, seemed like a child throwing a tantrum.

Martha was quickly put into the car by Douglas, and she was firmly buckled in the passenger seat with the seat belt.

Subconsciously, she was about to unbuckle her seat belt and escape, but was warned by Douglas, "If you dare to get out of the car, I dare to wake up everyone in this building." Martha couldn't afford to it, so she could only bite her lip and look at Douglas.

She never knew that Douglas could be this crazy.

Douglas bypassed the body of the car and got into the car. He didn't even bother to fasten the seat belt, and started the car directly.

The speed was fast, a speed Martha had never experienced before.

Her face was pale, and she held the seat belt tightly with both hands, not even daring to breathe.

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