The auction had come to an end. Lucas was the bidder of the night. He first bought a painting for 2 million dollars and then another for 35 million dollars. Hari also believed that Lucas acted kind of like a super—rich sucker tonight. Hari tried to tell Lucas that the paintings were not worth the money spent, yet he chose to shut up when he saw Lucas' grim face. After the auction was over, the four of them met at the stairs. Hari greeted Jessica, "Jessica!" Jessica smiled faintly and responded, "Mr. Hartley." Jessica nodded and then left with Terry. Lucas watched them off. His golden eyes darkened. He then left the venue as well. Terry's black Rolls—Royce was quite eye—catching. Jessica got into the car and found that Terry was gazing at her. Jessica looked at Terry doubtfully, only to hear the man chuckle and say, "Not bad." "I'm sorry?" Terry didn't explain but slowly drove out. "Are you hungry now?" Jessica didn't take Terry's response seriously. "Not real
Justin walked in with a stern face. He was not happy to see Jessica at all. Sitting in her chair, Jessica raised her eyebrows and asked, "Mr. Thomas, what do I owe you?" "It has only been a few months since we last met, yet you have already forgotten all the rules of the Thomas family. You didn't even serve me any coffee." Jessica chuckled when she heard what Justin said. "This place is not a café. If you want any coffee, you should go to Starbucks. There happens to be one nearby. Go downstairs, turn left, and walk 200 meters. You'll see it. Coffee is served there." "Jessica! You have no respect for your elders, and you have no proper manners at all. You have been disgracing the Thomas family out there. I'm gonna..." "Mr. Thomas, you seem to have forgotten that I've already divorced Lucas." Jessica's lips curled up when she spoke, yet her eyes weren't smiling at all. "This is my workplace. If you have nothing specific to say, please leave now. If you do, please say it bl
When Olivia's friend came to her senses, she asked the waiter to bring her a towel. The mango juice on Olivia's face flowed down her neck and soaked her sweater. Olivia stood there, looking extremely miserable. Only then did Jessica let go of her hand. "If you don't want to continue embarrassing yourself, I advise you to leave now." Olivia's eyes were red from anger, but looking at mango juice—sodden hair and clothes, she could only grit her teeth and leave with her friend. As soon as Olivia left, Hannah said, "What's wrong with her? Trying to throw juice on people's face?" Jessica had been through this many times in the past. She was quite familiar with Olivia's routine. Jessica glanced at Olivia and her friend and looked back at Hannah. "Who knows?" People at the next table filmed the whole thing. Jessica knew about it when she and Hannah were in the Mona club. The lights were dazzling and the music was deafening. Hannah took a look at her phone and chuckled. "Hey,
After getting Jessica's number, Keith returned to his seat. He gazed at the number on his phone. A girl next to him wanted to start a conversation with him, but Keith's cold face was saying no to her. Keith was at a class party. But he was dragged here, not of his own free will. Everybody could see it. Keith stared at the number on the phone for a while. He decided to send a message over. To Keith's surprise, he received a call just after he sent it. He got up and left the bar to take the call. "Hi, you haven't told me your name." "I don't know you are hitting on girls in the club. Good for you." Hearing the voice on the other side of the phone, Keith was thunderstruck. "Cousin Terry?" Terry snorted, "You recognize me! Tell me, which girl are you hitting on?" Then, Keith told Terry what had just happened in embarrassment. And he didn't forget to add in the end. "It's my first time asking for a girl's number." But he never knew that the number he got was his own co
Terry glanced at the man's slippers and frowned. "I was wondering if this man and Ms. Hall had a good relationship." Jessica smiled and turned to the kitchen, pouring two cups of coffee. She said, "I'm sorry to bother you, Mr. Davison." She hadn't expected Keith to call so soon. Terry took the cup. "It's okay. You're my future girlfriend, and I don't mind using my rights in advance." He paused for a moment. "Don't worry. It's okay. I'm even glad about it." Terry had his coffee and said he had to go. Jessica slumped back on the couch. She saw the door that Terry had closed and raised an eyebrow. A moment later, she walked into her room. Terry was actually a very genteel man. Jessica took a shower and sent a text message to Hannah. After that, she turned off the light and fell into a deep sleep. The next day, Jessica woke up before the alarm went off. The bedroom was pitch black. She glanced at the curtains and found it was still dark. It was not yet dawn. Jessic
Hannah sent a few more texts to Jessica, but Jessica didn't reply. The trending topic that Terry went to Jessica's place last night only existed for a few hours before it was deleted. However, many people saw it. The upper class people in LA were talking about whether Terry and Jessica were in a relationship or not. When it came to Jessica and Terry, Lucas was inevitably mentioned. Lucas had some connection with them all. One was his ex—wife, while the other was his rival. "Jessica is so amazing. It's only been six months since she and Mr. Thomas divorced, right? Honestly, I'm a little jealous." "As much as I'd like to say Terry is a playboy, I'm also a little jealous after I think about Terry and the Davidson family behind him." Two luxuriously dressed women were chatting in the hallway outside the restroom. Lucas overheard their conversation. He lit a cigarette in annoyance and turned to leave. He walked into the booth and grabbed his coat from the seat. "Excuse
Today's road condition was not bad. Within 25 minutes, Jessica arrived at the entrance of the hotel. When Jessica and Wendy arrived at the door of the private box, there were still two minutes before the appointed time. The waiter pushed the door open and Jessica walked inside. "Mr. Gordon, Mr. Berlinge, I am Jessica, the manager of the Hall Group Los Angeles branch. Mr. Bell has something to do today, so he asked me to talk to you. There was a bit of traffic on the road, so I came late. I hope you don't mind it." Hearing Jessica's words, Bryan and Robert had different facial expressions. Bryan was somewhat dissatisfied, but Robert didn't take that to heart. Robert smiled and invited Jessica to her seat. After sitting down, Bryan and Robert looked at each other. Bryan's facial expression returned to normal. Bryan said, "Ms. Hall, you are too polite. We agreed to meet at half—past six. You are not late. We came early." Jessica smiled and said, "It's getting late. You must
Wendy supported Jessica from behind and asked, "Ms. Hall, are you all right?" Jessica shook her head and said, "I am still sober. I'll go to the restroom to wash my face." Wendy said, "I'll go with you." Jessica turned back to look at Wendy and smiled, saying, "Thanks. I can go to the restroom by myself. Go call a chauffeur." Since both Jessica and Wendy drank wine, they could not drive. Seeing Jessica was doing fine except for occasional unsteadiness when walking, Wendy did not insist on accompanying Jessica to the restroom. Wendy nodded and said, "Okay. I'll call a chauffeur." "OK," Jessica answered. Jessica looked up at the sign and walked step by step to the restroom in her high heels. This wine had such a strong effect. Fortunately, the restroom was not far away. The waitress told Jessica to turn around the corner and the restroom would be there. "I'm sorry." Jessica bumped into someone on the corner. She immediately became much more clear—headed. Jessica loo
The driver happened to be at home today and was being escorted out by another police officer.He, on the other hand, didn't cry and shout like his wife did, even when he was being escorted out, he kept his head down, as if he was afraid of being too embarrassed in front of the neighbors.The wife, who had been crying and complaining incessantly, suddenly stopped shouting. The man, as if sensing something, glanced inside the car and when he saw Jessica, his face immediately turned pale.That woman...Even though almost a year had passed, the man still recognized the beautiful woman at first sight.As the saying goes, if you have done no wrong, you need not fear the knock of a ghost at the door.After that day, the man had several nightmares in a row, but as time went by, he gradually forgot about them.I didn't expect that after a year, the other party would come to my door with the police.The man lowered his head, forced a bitter smile, and muttered, "Retribution! Retribution!"If th
Suddenly, there was a "drip" sound outside the door, and Jessica knew that Terry had come back. She quickly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.Terry pushed the door open and entered the room. Jessica was still on the couch, with her head tilted back, smiling at him. "You're back so soon?" she said.Terry walked over and only then did he see that Jessica's eyes were a little red.He put down the things he was holding in his hands and bent his body halfway in front of Jessica. He held her face with both hands and said, "Did you cry secretly?""No way."He looked at her and suddenly raised his head to kiss her on the eyes.Jessica trembled for a moment, and the emotions in her heart instantly magnified. She fell into his arms and hugged him, saying, "I don't know why, but it feels like I haven't seen you guys for a long time."Before today, she didn't remember anything. The missing memories of over twenty years made her silent when facing the past.If she couldn't remembe
Upon hearing his words, Jessica inexplicably choked up, "What if it wasn't?""No if."He spoke and tightly held her hand.Jessica blinked her eyes and said, "I was a little hungry.""I went to buy ravioli for you.""Okay."Jessica let go of her hand and leaned back on the sofa, looking at him as he touched his stomach and asked, "Is the little one okay?"Terry also touched her abdomen, “It's fine."It has been over four months, almost five months, and Jessica's belly is still not very noticeable.But knowing that there was a life growing inside, I placed my hand on it, even though I couldn't feel anything, a wave of tenderness still surged in my heart.Terry glanced at her and said, "Behave, I will go buy you some food.""I knew."It was almost 8 o'clock now. After lunch, both Jessica and Terry hadn't eaten anything. At this time, they should have been hungry.Terry took his phone and said, "I will go downstairs to buy some food.""Go."She was not a child, so there was no need to wat
Jessica was still asleep, with an oxygen tube inserted in her nose, looking as if she was sleeping.Terry walked over and held her hand, then followed the gurney back to the regular ward.The hospital in this town was simple, and there weren't many people in the inpatient department. Jessica was assigned to a separate ward.The nurse gave Terry a few instructions and then left, leaving the ward filled with the sound of machines.Jessica's forehead was scratched, and it bled, but the bleeding was not excessive, and the wound quickly coagulated.Terry used a wet tissue to wipe away the bloodstain, and just as he threw away the tissue, his phone started vibrating.It was an unfamiliar number.But Terry still remembered the incident with the police. He picked up his phone and stood in front of the window by the door, watching Jessica inside, while answering the call, "Mr. Policeman?""It was me. Is Mrs. Davison alright?""Having just recovered from shock, the doctor said there was no majo
Halfway through the interrogation, Terry received a message from Jessica and he immediately interrupted the officer in front of him, saying, "Sorry, I have to go back, my wife is in danger."The police officer taking the statement also had some difficulty processing it, “Your wife..."Terry didn't have time to think about it, Jessica wouldn't easily send such a message again, she sent a distress signal, the situation must be very bad.Seeing Terry get up and run, the police officer who was taking the statement quickly chased after him, saying, "Mr. Davison, if your wife is in danger, we can send help..."Terry didn't wait for him to finish, “Well, thank you, officer! I'm going back first!"The car stopped at the entrance of the police station, Terry turned the car out of the road, and as soon as the car got on the main road, he stepped on the accelerator.The car drove away all of a sudden, at a very high speed. When the police ran out, Terry's car had already disappeared.Terry almos
The sunlight at twelve o'clock was even more intense. Eamon was scolded by Jessica, and although he had the intention to run away, he lacked the courage to do so. Who knew when Jessica would come out of the house.He was tied to a tree, although most of the sunlight was blocked by the leaves, it was still very hot at noon, and Eamon was suffering as his body still hurt from the several places Jessica had just hit him.Jessica and Terry were leisurely eating lunch inside the house, eating to their heart's content. It was only after they had finished eating that Jessica took out her phone and called the police.The police took more than twenty minutes to arrive, and when Eamon heard the sound of the police siren, he instinctively trembled.Terry glanced at him and went out to meet the police, “Hello, I am the husband of the person who made the report."Terry made a simple self-introduction, “My wife got scared by a thief, which caused her to have a miscarriage. She is currently resting
Eamon realized it and instinctively wanted to run, but Jessica also reacted quickly, reaching out and smashing the coconut she had just taken a few sips of onto him.Terry, who was standing by, immediately dropped what he was holding and ran up to grab the tattered oil-paper umbrella by the door. He forcefully smashed it onto Eamon's ankle, causing him to scream in pain, "Ah!"Eamon fell directly from the wall, and he was about to resist as soon as he got up, but unfortunately Terry had a very solid oil-paper umbrella in his hand, and he was hit again as soon as he got up.After being hit more than ten times, Eamon couldn't bear it and quickly begged for mercy, saying, "Please stop hitting me! I was wrong!"Terry turned around and glanced at Jessica, saying, "Bring the rope."Jessica turned and entered the small room next to her, pulling out the hemp rope from under the bed.Eamon, who fell to the ground, attempted to escape. Terry, seeing that he was being dishonest, fiercely struck
Denzel arrived at the hospital and remained unconscious. That night, he was transferred to the ICU.It had been several days since Jessica heard the news when she and Terry arrived in Tonopah.It was almost June, and as soon as Jessica got off the plane, she felt a wave of heat.Plus, back in January, Eamon came over causing trouble, and Jessica was a bit concerned about the condition of the yard.The temperature today was a bit high, and Terry was worried that Jessica couldn't handle it, so he didn't go over there immediately after coming out of the airport.The two of them stayed in the city for the whole night and only took the car over early the next morning.There weren't many households in the village to begin with, and it seems that the big yellow dog that used to chase after Jessica is now gone.Jessica and Terry asked the neighbor next door and found out that there was an old man in the village who fell while picking vegetables in the vegetable field more than three months ag
Denzel had been talking to Lucas all along, and in the few short seconds before the elevator arrived, there were only Denzel's childish voice and Lucas's occasional "uh-huh".The elevator came quite fast, and Jessica and Terry were the first to enter.There were no other people inside the elevator, only the five of them.Jessica and Terry were in the right corner, while their family of three was in the left corner.Terry held Jessica's hand, lowered his head to look at her, and the two exchanged a glance, only to smile slightly and never speak.After about five or six seconds, the elevator finally reached the first floor.Jessica and Terry didn't move, watching as Lucas and the other two exited the elevator. Only then did Terry say, "Let's go."Jessica glanced at him, and both of them instinctively slowed down their pace. The family of three in front of them gradually moved further away, until they were about ten meters apart. It was only then that Jessica spoke, "Are he and Susie pla