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CEO Broke Down and Cried After I Divorced Him by Miss Rich

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In an inconspicuous spot, they discovered a hidden mechanism leading to an underground basement—a

basement Suzy had never known existed in her own home.

Yes, even as a member of the Frost family, Suzy had no idea such a large underground space was concealed

beneath the estate.

The mechanism was concealed near the front entrance, cleverly hidden within the trunk of an old oak tree. It

might have remained undiscovered if not for one of the searchers stumbling over a loose rock, falling against the

tree, and accidentally triggering the hidden latch.

The deeper they descended, the more erratic Suzy's heartbeat became. She both hoped and dreaded that her

father would be inside.

She feared that if her father were there, his fate might mirror her mother's. When they had found her mother in

Charlotte's hideout, she had been imprisoned in a dark, damp basement, subjected to inhumane torture for over

twenty years.

The thought of her father enduring a similar fate was unbearable.

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But after a thorough search of the basement, they found nothing-not her father, nor any sign of human

presence.

It was just an abandoned basement, empty and desolate, with no hidden compartments or additional

mechanisms.

“There's no sign anyone has lived here,” Dylan said, wheeling himself carefully around before stopping in front of

Suzy. "Your father probably isn't here. And honestly, given how dark and damp this place is, it wouldn't have

been a good thing to find him here."

Still steeped in gloom, Suzy glanced at him. "If you don't know how to comfort someone, don't force it."

That said, he did have a point.

Not finding her father here was better than discovering him half-dead in such a horrific place.

The image of her mother, tortured and barely alive, remained seared in Suzy's memory.

After one last look around, Suzy took a deep breath, steadied herself, and headed back outside.

Dylan glanced around the basement one last time, then leaned over to Desmond and whispered a brief

instruction. After that, he hurried to catch up with Suzy.

Outside, just as Suzy was about to get into her car, Dylan called out, "The restaurant is booked.

Only then did Suzy remember she had agreed to have dinner with him earlier. She frowned slightly and gave a

small nod. "Alright, I'll follow you."

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Dylan hesitated.

Couldn't they just take the scar? If she didn't want to ride in his, he'd happily join hers- it was all the same

to him!

Ah, never mind.

The fact that she even agreed to dinner was enough of a victory for him. He should be content with that.

At the restaurant, Dylan ordered all of Suzy's favorite dishes. Throughout the meal, he attentively served her,

even placing food directly on her plate. "This restaurant is known for its great flavors. Try this. It's really good!"

Suzy, without missing a beat, picked the fish he had placed in her plate and moved it to the side. "I don't eat

fish."

"You don't eat fish?" Dylan asked, stunned. "But you used to love fish. You'd always make it." He had chosen the

dishes based on his memories of those three years they'd shared. Back then, fish was practically a staple on

their table- braised, steamed, poached... every variety imaginable.

Why would she prepare it so often if she didn't eat it?

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Suzy's gaze was calm but tinged with a trace of mockery as she looked at him. "You're the one who loves fish,

Dylan. Not me."

Dylan was speechless.

"Dylan..." Suzy set down her fork and met his eyes seriously. "The truth is, we're not suited for each other. You

love fish, but I'm allergic to it. | used to try to cater to you, but now..."

She didn't finish the sentence, but the sarcasm in her expression said it all. "Stop holding onto something that

will never work."

Dylan, flustered, set down his own utensils. His voice was urgent, almost pleading. "You don't have to cater to

me. I've already had enough of fish..."

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