Jessica had done something like poking tires when she was in high school. In the past, she did this because she just wanted to vent her anger. But now she thought it was a little childish.
She was agitated now when she noticed the small saber in Terry's hand. "It's very childish, huh?" Terry asked. Looking at Jessica, Terry laughed. Then he stabbed the wheel hard and handed the saber to her. Terry said, "But it feels great." Jessica took the small saber and stabbed it on the other side of the wheel. Terry was right. It feels really great! Jessica didn't think one stab was enough, so she could not help but stab again. After doing this, Jessica suppressed the faint excitement in her heart and followed Terry back to the car. The car slowly drove away. Looking at Lucas' car in the rearview mirror, Jessica could not help but smile. Lucas deserved it! The elevator door opened. Lucas took a glance at Luna. "You cLucas remembered that when those reporters ran over to besiege him and Luna, Jessica was standing there, looking at him coldly with her lips twitched. Jessica was as if watching a farce. Lucas hated that look as it was full of ridicule and contempt. Recalling that look in her eyes, Lucas felt a little agitated. He felt very uncomfortable as if there was a soft thorn in his heart that could not be found, and he couldn't ignore it either. He disliked this feeling very much. Lucas took a cigarette, leaned against the window, and slowly lit it. The smell of nicotine calmed him down a little, but it didn't last for too long. He put out the half—smoked cigarette and drove away from the hotel. The car sped away into the distance. However, Lucas felt that something went wrong with the car after a while. His golden eyes turned cold. He dropped speed and pulled up by the roadside. He got out of the car and lo
Jessica finished speaking and turned to look at Terry. "Let's go. I'm hungry. I want to eat some snacks." Terry also remembered what happened that night and instantly understood Jessica's intention of asking him to drive back. "My future girlfriend is quite vengeful," wondered Terry. However, he liked it. It was good to discriminate between love and hate. Being revengeful would have nothing to lose. Terry glanced at Lucas, and before he left, he added, "Mr. Thomas, I'm sorry. My future girlfriend doesn't want to give you a ride. We are leaving now." The car slowly pulled out. Jessica looked at Lucas in the rear mirror and felt much better. She was very vengeful and remembered everything that happened in the past. Lucas stood there, watching the car gradually disappear into the distance. He felt that the cigarette in his mouth was tasteless. They did it on purpose. But even though he knew it, he still coul
After what had happened tonight, Jessica was exhausted, so she did not speak. Terry didn't say anything more, and the car quieted down. The car passed by a downtown area. Terry asked, "Want something to eat?" Jessica tilted her head and glanced outside. "Not in the mood. Maybe next time." Now, she only wanted to go home to take a hot bath and have a good sleep. By the time the car stopped by the roadside of Jessica's apartment, it was already past eleven at night. Jessica unfastened her seat belt and said to Terry. "Thank you for tonight. You don't have to get off the car and see me off." He was just about to get off. Upon hearing her words, Terry stopped. He tapped on the steering wheel and looked at her through the half—open window. "Jessica, when is next time?" Jessica was just about to turn around. She was slightly stunned when she heard this. Then she realized what he was saying and smiled. "Well, that depen
LURE Club was very exquisitely—decorated. Hari could no longer hear the loud music when he walked to the second flower. As a frequent visitor of LURE, Hari was familiar with all the private rooms. He soon went to T1 and knocked on the door. "I'm coming in." Then he pushed the door open and entered. Hari was amused when he saw the wine on the table. "That's new to me. I never knew you would drink to forget!" Lucas was cold and indifferent. Few could influence him. Hari had known him for so many years, but he had never seen him drown his sorrows in alcohol. There were two bottles of red wine on the table, and Lucas was holding a glass in his hand. Hari knew that something had happened to Lucas. Hari was amused by him. But he tried his best to keep his smile back. He sat down beside Lucas. "Tell me, which lady did this to you?" Lucas looked at him coldly. After a while, he said, "Am I a jerk to Jessica?" Hearing his
What Hari said caused a throb in Lucas' heart. Lucas tried to say something to refute but found that he couldn't refute anything. Deep down, Lucas never felt sorry for Jessica. Although he was the one who proposed the marriage, he wouldn't have married her if Jessica hadn't played tricks the other night. Lucas never thought he did anything wrong. Everything that happened next originated from the other night. If Jessica hadn't set a trap for Lucas, Lucas would never have thought about marrying her. Then, Jessica didn't have to marry Lucas. Lucas closed his eyes slightly. "She was the plotter the other night." Hari still had a bunch of righteous words to scold Lucas. The chance was rare, so Hari had to take it. Yet what Lucas had just said stopped Hari from going on. Suddenly, a guess flashed into Hari's mind, "Have you ever thought that Jessica might also have been the victim that night?" Hari didn't look reliable, yet h
Terry looked at Lucas. Terry's face didn't have the playful look he usually had. Terry's brown eyes were cold. "Lucas, what do you make of a duel?" Lucas had been annoying Terry for a long time. Lucas sneered. "Where?" There was a kind of frustration that Lucas couldn't let out. Now that Terry had come over, Lucas didn't want to hold himself back anymore. "Come with me." Terry glanced at Lucas, snorted, and turned around. Hari looked at Terry's back and hurried to turn to Lucas, "Lucas, you are joking, right?" The two of them were both grown—ups. How could they just get into a fight so easily? Lucas didn't feel like talking to Hari. He pulled Hari over and said, "Drive and follow him." Hari chuckled at what Lucas said. "So, I see you do remember that you are drunk, right?" Lucas kicked Hari. Hari was caught off guard and almost fell to the ground. After standing firm, he gritted his teeth and
Lucas did drink a lot, but his mind was still sober. Hari's words pissed Lucas off. Lucas' being drunk had nothing to do with Jessica. And as for Terry, he was so hilarious. He was such a notorious playboy, yet he fell for Jessica. Lucas pushed Hari away, "Get lost. Don't touch me." After that, Lucas looked at Terry again. "It's a pity. Jessica likes me, not you." Terry stood in the cold wind for a while. His mind got much clearer. Terry looked at Lucas and sneered. Terry said, "Yes, but since you lost her, she is no longer your wife. In the future, she will be my wife!" When Terry finished speaking, he looked at Lucas for a while and suddenly felt that he didn't have to come to Lucas again. The more disappointing Lucas was, the better. Jessica wasn't the kind of woman who would look back, especially when the man in her past was just a jerk. The worse Lucas was, the better Terry would look. Thinking of that, Terry suddenly chuckled. "Lucas, I hope that you can
Early in the morning, Justin was sitting in the hall with a cold face. Olivia and the others went downstairs and saw Justin like that. All of them were startled. Lucas drank a lot of wine last night and had a fight with Terry. When he received a call from the Thomas villa, he was still asleep. The butler said on the other end that Justin asked Lucas to return to the villa right away. Lucas sat up. "I see." Just as Lucas spoke, the pain in the corner of his mouth reminded him of last night. Lucas turned on his phone. Both Luna and Trissy sent him a message. It was half an hour ago. Lucas realized that something went wrong. He logged in to Twitter, and someone posted a video about Jessica last night. How dared anyone do that? Lucas called Vincent while packing up. Just as Vincent was about to call Lucas to tell him about the trending topic, he received a call from Lucas. It seemed that Lucas already knew about that. Vincent answered the call carefully. "Mr. Thomas?