Dumped My Cheating Ex. Now I'm Sleeping Next to a Billionaire CEO novel Chapter 1430

Brett's muscles instantly hardened like stone, and he sat in his chair as if resting on pins and needles. His breathing grew heavy, a fine layer of sweat breaking out on his forehead. He absolutely did not dare to look at the big screen. Instead, his gaze wandered aimlessly to the sides, looking everywhere but ahead, wishing he could find a crack in the floor to hide in. He was even more terrified to turn his head and look at Tiffany beside him, fearing that a single misplaced glance would somehow offend the young woman.

While Brett suffered in pure torment, Tiffany wasn't watching the movie either. Her gaze landed on the man's tense profile. Under the cover of darkness, she slowly reached her hand over. With a slide of her fingertips, she grasped Brett's large hand resting on his knee.

Feeling the soft, warm touch on the back of his hand, Brett felt his scalp tingle in shock. He gave a violent shudder, nearly knocking the entire bucket of popcorn onto the floor. He instinctively tried to pull his hand back, but Tiffany grabbed it tightly, locking her fingers down and clamping his palm with all her strength. Not only that, but she also took the opportunity to lean sideways, resting her head on Brett's broad shoulder. The sweet, alluring fragrance of the girl instantly wrapped around Brett's entire being.

Tiffany leaned close to his ear and asked in a voice only the two of them could hear, "Brett, how about... you come to a hotel with me tonight?"

Those words were more deafening than an enemy cannon going off right next to his ear. Brett was so frightened his soul nearly leaped out of his body. He violently yanked his hand out of Tiffany's grasp with such force that his entire body shifted half an inch to the side.

"Miss Thompson!" His voice was kept very low, but it revealed his unconcealed panic. "Please have some self-respect!"

With that, he haphazardly shoved the popcorn into Tiffany's arms. His tall frame abruptly shot up, and he bolted straight for the theater exit, walking so fast he practically generated wind, looking exactly as if a pack of wolves were chasing him.

Tiffany was left with a lap full of popcorn, completely stunned. She had only wanted to use the romantic atmosphere of the movie to tease this block of wood. She never expected his reaction to be so massive and intense.

Seeing the man fleeing in a panic, Tiffany grew anxious. She tossed the popcorn onto the empty seat beside her, grabbed her bag, and chased after him. "Brett! Why are you running!"

The two of them rushed out of the screening room one after another, emerging into the brightly lit corridor of the mall. Brett had long legs and a wide stride. His marching speed was far beyond what Tiffany could match. Running in her little heeled leather shoes, she was left gasping for breath.

Finally, by the elevators, she grabbed the hem of his shirt. Panting heavily, Tiffany's eyes instantly welled up with tears, feeling incredibly wronged. "Brett! I'm serious! Why do you always reject me!"

Brett's hands clenched tightly at his sides. He took a deep breath, as if suddenly remembering something. He hurriedly pulled his phone from his pocket, lowered his head, and typed furiously on the screen.

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