My Billionaire Mom

Chapter 379

Quinn was left alone in her car, feeling upset. "How could it all turn out like this?" she thought.

She hated herself for being so impulsive earlier. All men were horrible beings.

Quinn wiped her tears dry and smoothed her clothes down. "Nothing had happened, absolutely nothing," she tried to convince herself.

She had to forget what had occurred in the past few minutes. "It was all just a dream," she thought to herself.

It was definitely just a dream.

Quinn had calmed down, but there was still the scent of sex lingering in her car. She pushed the car door open and moved herself to sit in the driver's seat. But she was feeling a bit absent-minded at the moment so as she was driving out of the parking lot, she hit a pillar when she made a sharp turn.

Quinn's hand slapped the steering wheel hard to brace for the impact. She didn't feel sorry for the car in the slightest. This just made her feel that the incident moments ago was all too real, it was not a dream at all.

She had just done it with Chuck and she hadn't even wanted him to return her any favors at all. Everything that happened just now was pure impulse.

Quinn had never thought to force Chuck into taking responsibility. Since Quinn was an adult herself, what possible responsibility could he even take on?

If Chuck had just hugged her affectionately without saying a word, then Quinn would have felt better. Instead, he had to open that gob of his and speak words that hurt her deeply. Was it necessary for Chuck to be that anxious to dismiss the connection they had just now?

Quinn's hand was hurt from the impact. She braced herself against the steering wheel, feeling horribly upset for a long while. She decided to never step foot in this place ever again.

"Are you President Miller?" a voice suddenly sounded.

Quinn looked up and saw that it was a handsome boy speaking to her.

That's right, this boy was none other than Aaron.

He had come to see if Chuck was here, but unfortunately for him, he had just missed him. Later, he had heard the sound of a car crash so he decided to walk over to see what had happened. He hadn't expected to see such a beautiful woman leaning on the steering wheel like that. Aaron had walked closer and soon found out that it was Quinn.

She was such a beauty.

Aaron didn't want to know why Quinn was sad at the moment. He only knew that this was a golden opportunity to take advantage of her. If he seized this opportunity, he could definitely get Quinn into his bed that night! Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

It would be such a waste to let her go without sleeping with her.

"Oh, it really is you, President Miller. Are you alright?" Aaron asked, concern in his voice.

Quinn stared at him questioningly. She had never seen this person before.

"President Miller, I'll help you get your car moving now, is that alright?" Aaron said as he walked over to the car door, his eyes looked as if he could see right through her. When Quinn finally got out of the driver's seat, Aaron smiled at his success.

Patricia had said that Quinn didn't like men who were younger than her. However, wasn't he succeeding right now?

Aaron was very confident with his handsome appearance. Quinn must like good-looking people like him. H*ck, all women liked him.

"President Miller, please wait a minute, I'll help you..." Aaron smiled slightly as he offered.

However, Quinn had only given him a stare and then slapped him in the face as hard as she could

Aaron was stunned and confused at that.

What was going on here?

"Get lost!" Quinn yelled at him.

After Quinn had slapped him, she promptly got into her car and drove off.

Aaron was startled after Quinn's departure even after her car wasn't in sight anymore, his face was burning with pain. He had just processed that he had been slapped a moment later.

Aaron couldn't figure this out. He was so handsome, how could he not get Quinn? How did Chuck manage to do it then?

"He must have just stuck to her shamelessly, that's for sure!" Aaron's mentality had changed after being beaten. He became even more perverted. He looked upon the direction of Quinn's departure and threatened lowly, "How dare you hit me? Fine, I'll make you pay for it one day!"

Then, he took out his mobile phone and made a phone call. "Find me where this license plate number is now, have her followed and tracked her once you've located it!" he ordered, hanging up right after.

Aaron put down his mobile phone and smirked evilly, thinking to himself, "How dare you refuse me? Just you wait till I get my hands on you."

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Chuck's guilt had multiplied in size with time. He realized now that it wasn't appropriate for him to leave so soon right after what had just happened. Fortunately, Betty had something urgent to deal with just now. Otherwise, it would be difficult to explain the situation if Betty had seen him!

When Betty got in the car, she saw Chuck's face had darkened. "Young Master, what's wrong?" she asked.

Chuck was sweating profusely. It could be said that the situation just now was much different from what he had just experienced with Queenie. The feeling was indescribable.

In fact, he had been struggling after he left and had wanted to go back to comfort Quinn straight away. Looking at it now, he must have already fallen out with Quinn. There was an indescribably ache in his heart at that thought.

After all, how could Chuck forget what had just happened?

"I'm fine," Chuck sighed and drove back to the hotel. He thought, "Forget it. Since things have already happened, I'll just have to let it be. What else can I do anyway?"

He wondered if he should apologize to Quinn. But on second thought, he felt that it would make Yvette even more upset.

Betty was relieved at Chuck's answer. She thought that he had been sweating so much because he had been sneaked up by someone just now and was attacked. Now, it seemed that she had just been overthinking.

When they arrived at the hotel, Chuck returned to his room straight away. Betty was still standing close to him, protecting him. Yvette looked at Chuck who had looked dejected as he entered the room. "Hubby, what's the matter? Are the classes too difficult for you? It's alright, I'll teach you," Yvette offered in kind.

Her heart ached at Chuck's gloomy expression. "What was wrong with Chuck today?" she thought in distress.

Chuck felt even more guilty now. He reached out to hug Yvette and refused to let go. Yvette blushed with satisfaction and assumed he was probably just very tired. It must be something to do with the plaza. At the thought of this, Yvette felt guilty and wondered, "What on earth did I do? How could I burn the plaza and burden Chuck like this..."

Within the span of these three days, Yolanda basically had no rest. She did her best to supervise the work. After class, Chuck would go to the plaza to make sure everything was in order. The progress was very fast. They had not only repaired the place where it was burnt but also took the opportunity to change some other things, making the whole plaza look more refreshing than it did before.

Chuck didn't know what to say. Quinn hadn't turned up at the site the next day. Her construction team had seemingly abandoned the project the day after as well, none of them showing up. He knew that those few minutes in the car had broken off whatever good feelings they had towards each other.

People like Quinn would definitely take the morning-after pill for precaution. Chuck didn't need to worry about that. Now, he only felt guilty.

He couldn't tell where Quinn would be at this time. Should he call to ask? Chuck wanted to inquire, but he ended up not doing anything about it. "Just let it be... let it become a past memory," he thought.

Within three days, the plaza finally opened. Many people were attracted by its new look and were shocked. They posted on the Internet saying that it was a miracle that the plaza was able to reopen in such a short amount of time. It was even more beautifully designed than before.

Chuck held an event similar to an opening ceremony. Countless people were attracted to it and took photos. Customers had started to come back to shop at the plaza. Chuck was relieved. He stood at the top of the building and looked down, his heart felt full at this moment.

"How's it going?" Zelda asked as she came over. Her store had little impact from the fire, all had been repaired.

"It's going quite well, I'd reckon," Chuck replied.

"Then, why didn't Quinn come over?" Zelda bit her lip as she asked. She saw that Quinn had made a lot of effort to fix the damages after the fire broke out in the plaza. She felt that Quinn might have been interested in Chuck romantically. Or else, how could she know about the fire so fast and rush to the plaza in the middle of the night?

"I don't know," Chuck answered simply. He certainly couldn't tell Zelda about what had happened that day. After all, he and Zelda also had a similarly messy relationship.

"Well, maybe she's been busy," Zelda said.

Chuck was quiet. That was not necessarily true. But if Quinn chose not to come here, he must have hurt her very deeply that day.

"Chuck, can you do me another favor?" Zelda then asked. Her mother had already driven her up against the wall with her madness. She said she was going to come over and confirm it for herself that Zelda had broken up with Chuck. Zelda really could not do anything about it.

She had no choice but to beg Chuck for a favor.

"Well, Sister Zelda, just tell me then," Chuck said. He knew that Zelda wouldn't beg anything of him unless there was no other way around her problem. At the same time, Chuck also figured the favor he could do for her.

Hearing this, Zelda was relieved and moved. Chuck was still willing to help her! However, she was surprised at the commotion she could hear from downstairs. There was suddenly a hoard of people coming over, they were all students from the school and they looked really excited.

Chuck had also noticed this. "What's going on?" he thought to himself.

He looked down and his gaze fell upon a beautiful woman. Chuck suddenly came to a realization. It was her, she had appeared.