In a blur, when Melody heard Terence muttering, she froze as if she had been struck by thunder. Her blood all over her body suddenly cooled down.
A hint of pain flashed through her eyes, but she could do nothing in the end. She could only sit beside the bed feebly, looking at his pale face, secretly sad.
'Hester, if you die, it will be fine. If not, you should never appear. Terence is such an arrogant man, but he would become like this just because of you. I don't know the reason!' thought Melody.
On the other side, Jackson was sitting straight on the sofa with a rare gloomy look on his face. He clenched his fists and laid them on the handle, which highlighted his grief and rage.
The dust free white shirt was now loosely covered on his body, with black marks faintly visible.
He was in a mess. However, since he was Jackson, there was a tinge of laziness and charm in his outfit.
"Mr. Jackson, Miss Hester is in a stable condition now. Do you want to change your clothes first?" asked Allen flatly, blinking his eyes.
Hester's condition was very stable, which relieved Jackson. He slowly exhaled a mouthful of air, and his straight waist suddenly collapsed and sank into the sofa.
After a long while, Jackson finally felt relaxed. All the strength in his whole body was exhausted, and there was no extra energy to go to other things.
His subordinate told him that Hester was captured yesterday. It took him a whole day to find that place.
He would never forget the scene when he rushed in, and he would never forget her eyes full of despair. Hester was tied to a pillar, so embarrassed, but it was so obedient.
He untied the rope that bound her and held her up by the waist. It hurt. He wondered what she had experienced in such a short time?
What's more, his subordinate told him that Terence was also here. But he didn't find any trace of him.
As Jackson lowere
Drugged one night by her ex-boyfriend, a mysterious man took advantage of her in an ecstatic night filled with sex.
To take her revenge, she married the man, and used him.
"As long as I'm alive, I'm still his legal wife, while all of you are just his mistresses."
She remained adamant even when he was involved in scandals with other women.
Eventually she stormed off after she learned that he had betrayed her again.But life brought her back to him a few years later, to his astonishment.
ng, he would also have a temporary discomfort, which could be seen that his discomfort was really caused by her.
But why? How did these two people, who were not involved in the matter, have such subtle emotions?
"I mean you don't have to report it to my father immediately. Do you think there are other reasons for my heartache?"
"Other reasons? Is there any other factor?" Allen frowned and he just couldn't figure out why.
"Do you have any new findings, Mr. Jackson?"
"Well, under observation!"
Hearing such simple words, Allen felt as if she had been shot by an arrow in the chest. He didn't know how to respond. Was it a joke in a competition? Why did he only feel that he was stupid?
"It's getting late. You should go home now!"
It was painful to have a thoughtful boss like him. His subordinates had expressed their disagreement, but he still acted without any awareness. It was really troublesome.
"Yes, sir!" Allen sighed and then left.
There were two of them left in the room. Hester closed her eyes and refused to wake up. Jackson was sitting at the bed, quietly watching her. Although he didn't know why she looked like that, it deeply stung his and affected his thoughts.
"Maybe you can give me the answer," muttered Jackson.