After a day of work, Jessica was dragged to Cloud Top by Hannah again. Mona didn't return to New York to celebrate Jessica's birthday due to work, so she invited Jessica to have free drinks tonight.
They drank some alcohol and were kind of dizzy when they left the nightclub. "I'll call Wendy to pick us up." Jessica looked at her tipsy friend and took out her phone. She felt slightly sorry to ask Wendy to pick them up late at night. Jessica was just about to call Wendy when Hannah bumped her hand. "What's the matter?" Jessica snorted. "Look who's there." Upon hearing Hannah's words, Jessica raised her head and saw Terry approaching quickly. Hannah snorted and said to Jessica, "I have to say, Mr. Davison is really good at pursuing girls." Jessica raised her eyebrows and looked at Terry, who had walked up to her. "What a coincidence, Mr. Davison." "Not really. I came to fetch you home." The sincere smile onTerry chuckled. "It's not that you don't like playboys. Jessica, you just don't like feeling insecure. If I am honest with you, will you think that I'm a little more reliable?" Jessica smiled and said, "I don't think I'm that unconfident." "Really?" Terry curled his lips. "Then you should try accepting me. Maybe you'll gain some unexpected results, right?" Jessica looked straight ahead. "But I'm more interested in earning money now. Mr. Davison, aren't you so?" "True that." Terry answered and then added after a pause, "But earning money and pursuing you are not contradictory." Jessica smiled and didn't say anything else. Terry's comeback gave her a headache. Jessica rather hoped that Terry had admitted defeat that night and then gave up. Jessica wasn't sure if she would fall in love with another man, but she didn't think she had any feelings for Terry. The car soon stopped at Jessica's apartment, but Terry didn'
If Jessica knew that she would run into the two men about to start a fight, she would rather ask a neighbor for help than come downstairs herself. She fell asleep, but period pain bothered her due to the recent intensive schedule. Jessica rummaged around the apartment, only to find there were no painkillers at home. She decided to go out and buy some. As soon as she walked out of the apartment, Jessica unexpectedly saw Lucas and Terry fighting on the empty walkway. They were going to fight again. Jessica glanced at Terry and said, "Go on." She took a step and walked to the side. Terry pursed his lips and glanced at Lucas. "You're lucky today!" Terry soon caught up with Jessica. "Are you feeling OK?" Jessica hurried downstairs. She was wearing a random dress picked from the wardrobe. The wind blew and the hem of the dress touched Terry's calf. Jessica raised her eyebrows. "I need to buy something." She sto
"You don't feel well?" Lucas helped Jessica to the sofa and had her seated. He looked down at her with a frown. Jessica held the sofa. "Could you please get me a glass of water?" "Sure." Lucas let go of Jessica and then turned to pour a glass of water from the water dispenser. Jessica sat up on the sofa and reached out to take over the glass and said, "Thank you." Normally, Jessica wouldn't have let Lucas enter her place. But today, Jessica was not feeling well and she did not have the strength to argue with Lucas. Lucas did not speak and just brought the glass to her lips. Jessica glanced at Lucas. She was too weak to snatch it, so she pressed down on the glass and took a sip of water. Lucas looked at Jessica with his head bent. It had only been a few hours since he last saw her, yet Jessica seemed to be a different person. Her face looked extremely pale and her lips were dark. She looked so unwell. Afte
When Jessica woke up the next day, she felt much better. Although there was still mild pain, it was endurable. Jessica had a meeting early in the morning, so she woke up a little earlier than usual. She thus arrived at the company early. Wendy came in as soon as Jessica sat in her chair. "Good morning, Miss Hall." "Good morning, Wendy." "Miss Hall, do you want to suppress the gossip online?" Although Jessica didn't do or say anything, as the "female lead", she naturally drew a lot of attention. People commented on her. In fact, most of the people were not judging. They were just discussing which guy Jessica should choose. Some buzzkills did mention Jessica's three—year marriage with Lucas, though. But most of them were just idle beholders looking for juicy gossip. Jessica wasn't bothered. "Leave it be." Wendy nodded. "I see, Miss Hall." Most of the netizens were partial to Terry and Wendy saw no har
Rebecca frowned. "But I don't think Jessica wants to see me." Rebecca was timid, but she was not stupid. In the Thomas family, Rebecca was just like Jessica. But she didn't have Jessica's pride or her family background, so Rebecca never fought back. Now that Jessica and Lucas were divorced, Rebecca believed that Jessica wanted to keep a distance from the Thomas family. If Rebecca were Jessica, that would be what she wanted. "That depends on how you do it, Rebecca. You won't shut outside the door, will you?" Justin was making it clear that Rebecca had to bond with Jessica. Rebecca had never dared to go against her strict father—in—law. Although she was reluctant, she had to nod. "I see, father." Rebecca went out of the study with a pale face. When she returned to her room, she thought of what Justin had entrusted her with. Although Jessica hadn't gotten over with Rebecca, they had never actually bonded before.
When the matter was exposed, discussions about Jessica and Lucas started again. When Hari learned about that, he thought Lucas had finally learned how to play tricks. Yet when he called Lucas, he realized that Lucas was not the mastermind. After hanging up the phone, Lucas' face darkened. Vincent felt a bit overwhelmed by Lucas' grim face. He thus said, "Mr. Thomas?" Lucas glanced at Vincent and said, "I'll go back to the Thomas' villa now and come back soon." Vincent did not dare to say anything else. He could only watch Lucas leave while holding the documents that needed to be handled immediately. On the way back, Lucas' face remained stern. He knew it must be Justin. He must have asked Dwayne to release the news. Lucas recalled what Jessica had said the other day and felt as if he was slapped by an invisible hand right in the face. The traffic light turned green, but Lucas didn't notice it until the following cars started to honk
Lucas went to get the phone he had thrown into the garden before he even realized what he was doing. The garden was quite earthy. It was a dumbphone from ten years ago, something even a man as old as Justin wouldn't use now. The phone was locked. Lucas found himself hilarious when he saw the cue reading "Enter the password". Lucas thought that he must have lost his mind that he even got curious about what was on the phone. What was so entrancing about it? It was nothing more than a phone Jessica had deserted. Yet still, Lucas didn't stop trying to unlock the phone. When his fingers fell on the keyboard, he subconsciously entered Jessica's birthday as the code. It didn't work. Lucas frowned, and for some reason, he tried his own birthday. Lucas felt a throb in his heart when he unlocked the phone. It was hard to tell what Lucas' feelings were like at that moment. It was like a hunch for winning a lottery was prov
"You may head out now," said Lucas as he gestured at Vincent. Vincent wasn't sure if it was just his illusion that he found Lucas a bit strange. Lucas seemed to be in a better mood? Not exactly. Anyway, Lucas looked less terrifying. But still terrifying. Vincent did not dare challenge Lucas. Thus, he responded and left. Lucas was left alone in the office. He glanced at the phone on his desk again. After a while, Lucas put the dumbphone into his pocket. Perhaps Vincent was right. How could Jessica let go of her affection for Lucas that had lasted for over ten years? The gossip over the land in the north was soon suppressed by Vincent, only a few hours after Dwayne posted it. Jessica soon found out about that, too. Jessica assumed that Lucas must have been behind that. Jessica knew about Lucas' pride throughout their three—year marriage. He disdained to play such a trick. Jessica didn't