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292. Trust me or don't trust Jimmy
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Billionaire's Abused Wife 293. Don't bother
In the evening, as Jemma left Venus Group, she spotted Noah, as usual, waiting to pick her up from work. She halted for a moment, staring at him. Leaning against the car, he wore a white shirt and grey pants, one hand in his pocket, engaged in a phone conversation. His eyes were fixed on his shoes, and the breeze playfully tousled his hair. Jemma felt her heart tighten as she observed him. Though he was younger, she never felt like the elder one; he always exuded maturity and cleverness.Ending his call, Noah lifted his head and, upon seeing Jemma, flashed a gentle smile. Jemma sighed deeply and walked towards him."You're ten minutes late. I was about to tell Liam to block the airport," Noah teased with a playful smile.Jemma responded, "Let's go."They settled into the back seat of the car with Liam at the wheel. Noah, looking a bit weak, sat with his eyes closed. Jemma respected his need for rest and didn't disturb him. Upon reaching the apartment, Jemma headed to the elevator, but
Billionaire's Abused Wife 294. You deserve better than me
"Are you crazy? You just got out of the hospital today. You can't even walk right. Your liver might be messed up. Can't you stop all this for a few days?" She scolded him. Noah clenched his teeth and grabbed her shoulders, pissed off. "Cut it out. Quit doing this. I didn't ask for your help." "But you need it," she said quietly. Noah dropped his arms and turned away in frustration. "I can handle myself." "I just saw you. You'll end up killing yourself." "Don't you want me to kick the bucket after causing you so much trouble?" He glared at her, and Jemma froze. "I messed up your life, forced you, beat you, and kept you stuck here. You probably wish I'd suffer the worst death." "I'm not like you, intentionally hurting people." "But you did try hard to get me offed." "I didn't do anything." "Did you forget that party at your place? Didn't you hire a thug to attack me?" Jemma frowned. "I did. Fine, I admit it. I was so mad at you for putting Jay in a dangerous situation." "Jay,
Billionaire's Abused Wife 295. Rest in peace
In a corner of the world... An old man with a cane, rocking black shoes, making his way to his suite. Three men decked out in black were trailing him, looking like his bodyguards. The old man had worry lines on his forehead like he was dodging someone. Once he punched in his finger password, the door swung open. "You guys scram. Let me relax, and secure this floor. Nobody gets in," he mumbled, sounding all mixed up. He strolled into the suite, and the three men left. He flicked on the lights, ditched his warm coat, and headed straight for the phone. He punched in a number and slapped the receiver to his ear. "Hey... Neel? You there? Listen up. I think Yohan tracked me down. Saw his car tailing mine. Yeah, even in this city. He's close. No, I can't trust him. He's dangerous. No, you stay there. Don't even think about leaving the island. It is the safest place we have. I'll wrap up my stuff and head back soon. Alright, alright. I got it." After chatting with his biological son, Neel
Billionaire's Abused Wife 296. It's over
In a presidential suite...Yohan, fresh from a shower and suited up, looked unfazed, his face showing no signs of the underworld boss he had shot the night before.Just then, Noah walked into the suite, taking a deep sigh upon seeing Yohan well. Yohan arched an eyebrow at him."Why are you here?" he asked, adjusting his wristwatch."I was practically dying in the hospital, and you couldn't drop by to check on me," Noah grumbled."Why would I do that?" Yohan asked casually, slipping his wallet into his suit.Noah stepped forward. "Are you mad at me?"Yohan stuffed his hands into his pockets, giving him a stern look."You had the audacity to track me!""I was worried about you. Everyone is. Mom's a wreck since you left. She's not eating, not talking. Why are you doing this?"Yohan glared, "This is between me and her. You don't need to get involved. Go back."Hearing the warning, Noah backed off. They were both cut from the same cloth and knew how to handle each other's tempers."If you
Billionaire's Abused Wife 297. I want you to stop me
As Jemma exited the building, there was no sign of Noah. A glance at her watch revealed she was ten minutes late; panic set in. Had he left, assuming she'd chosen Jay? The thought terrified her. Frantically calling Noah, she was met with the ominous silence of a switched-off phone.Calling a taxi, she raced to their apartment.Darkness greeted her, a frozen tableau of their life. Panic seized her.Had he left?Flicking on the lights, she found Noah's shirt, blazer and phone abandoned on the table. Relief mixed with confusion.He'd returned, but where was he now?The apartment's emptiness propelled her back outside, determined to find him.The security guard interfered, halting her."Madam, Mr. Dixon's car keys," the security guard said.Jemma took the keys, confusion etched on her face. "What are you doing with the keys?""He dropped them in the parking. I was about to go upstairs to give him the keys. It's good you appeared."The security guard had the keys meant Noah's car was still
Billionaire's Abused Wife 298. Precious
The new morning brought a sense of relaxation, bathed in the warm glow of the sun. Unlike usual, it was Noah who awoke early this time. As he opened his eyes, Jemma's face greeted him, an unusual sight. Her fingers lingered in his hair, and her eyes were peacefully closed. A warmth filled his heart; she had slept while soothingly caressing his hair the previous night.Gently, Noah sat up, carefully lifting Jemma in his arms. He walked towards the bedroom and tenderly placed her on the bed. Sitting at the edge, he couldn't help but gaze at her pretty face, a serene expression captured in the morning light. Noah found himself appreciating the simple beauty of the moment. He was so close to her that their breaths mingled, which stirred Jemma awake. Her eyes opened lazily, and she found Noah gazing at her with a deep intensity. The room seemed to hold its breath; a quiet moment suspended in time as their eyes met.He placed his warm hand on her cheek and asked in a low voice, "Did you sle
Billionaire's Abused Wife 299. Fixation
Jemma and Noah returned to their apartment late at night after a delightful dinner at October Villa. Jemma stood near the table, leaning back against it, while Noah began to take off his blazer."Did you enjoy?" Noah asked."Yeah... thank you for taking me there. I liked it so much," Jemma replied, her eyes sparkling with gratitude and a pretty smile captivating Noah.Approaching her, Noah said, "If you enjoyed it that much, then I'll try to bring you there more often."Jemma bit her lips, a hint of hesitation in her expression. "Jimmy...""What do you want to say?" he asked.Jemma took a velvet box from her purse and extended it to him.Noah looked at the box in surprise. "What is this?""It's a diamond necklace. Mom gave it to me.""If you don't like it, you can throw it. She'll bring you another one," Noah said casually."No... I mean... I like it, but..." Jemma began, trying to find the right words."But?" Noah prompted."It's so precious. How can I take this?"He nonchalantly res
Billionaire's Abused Wife 300. The clothing emergency
Jemma cautiously stepped into his cabin, finding Noah deep in his work, surrounded by files instead of the usual meetings and phone calls. He didn't look up but spoke in his low, calm voice, "It's good you came. I was just about to send you a message."Still surprised by his sixth sense, Jemma watched as he raised his head and greeted her with a warm smile, "I'm heading abroad for a few days."Jemma's senses went numb, "Abroad...""I've been avoiding business trips for a while, but it's unavoidable now. It might take more than a week, not entirely sure."She placed the file on the table, a bit anxious, "When...when are you leaving?""Tonight."Jemma's surprise turned into a chill, "Tonight? So soon."Noah nodded, "Didn't expect it, but I have to go."She asked, "Do you want me to pack your bag?""No, that's fine." He approached her, holding her shoulders, "You go home. The driver will drop you. I'll head straight from here. No time to swing by home.""What about dinner?""Will eat on
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