A Flash Marriage Can Be A Treasure novel Chapter 289

“I’m really reluctant to accept this…” His voice carries helplessness and despair. He looks at the woman obsessively, wishing so much to rush towards her and pulls her into his arms.

But he can’t. Neither is he qualified to do so.

He coughs more violently and bends down. The light yellow handkerchief has been dyed by the red blood, which is quite horrifying.

John feels dizzy and finally falls down onto the ground.

Victor comes in at the moment. Seeing that John is on the ground, he rushes over and supports him up. The blood-soaked handkerchief slides down from his hand and falls down to the ground.

After the romantic scene, the guests gradually leave the ball room. Lily and her companions also leave.

The cleaner walks past Lily pushing forward the small rubbish collector. There is little rubbish in the collector, which includes a blood-soaked handkerchief that is entangled with the colorful ribbons. Lily frowns.

Did someone get hurt when he/she is dancing?

As she’s wondering about this, she walks past the corridor and sees several men walking in a hurry with medical kits at their hands. A waiter in uniform tells them that a guest blacked out just now and he’s now in an extremely bad condition.

Jessie suddenly stops and turns to look at those doctors who are carrying medical kits.

Lily asks, “What’s wrong?”

“Oh, nothing.” Jessie quickly pulls herself back and sticks out her tongue, “Just now I heard from the waiter that a guest had passed out. I wonder whether these doctors will be helpful.”

“I guess there might be no problem.” Lily smiles, “If these doctors can’t help that guest, the manager of the cruise will definitely contact the doctors outside. After all, the safety of guests is their major concern.”

Jessie glances at her with complicated emotions in her eyes, “Yeah.”

She has no idea about John’s physical condition.

Jessie returns to her own room, washes her hair and takes a bath. She wants to ask Victor, but fears that this would expose their whereabouts. In the end, she puts down the phone fretfully.

Just as she walks out of the bathroom, the doorbell rings.

As soon as the door is opened, she’s greeted with Leigh’s flattery smile, “Honey, you just took a bath. You smell good!”

“Why are you here?”

Leigh pretends to be pitiful, “I have achluophobia and can’t sleep alone.”

“You can sleep with lights on.” When Jessie intends to close the door, she finds it being impeded by his foot and gets pissed off, “Leigh Lewis, move your foot away!”

“Honey, I want to sleep with you.”

“I haven’t forgiven you yet!” Every time when Jessie thinks of the photos in his phone, she feels disgusted and unhappy.

Leigh remains still. Jessie forces the door closed and pushes him out of the door.

Leigh suddenly screams miserably, “Ouch, it hurts so much. Honey, my leg is broken.”

“It’s a lie again, right?” Jessie mutters. But when seeing him wrinkling his face in pain as if his foot really has been hurt by the door slamming, she hastily asks, “It…It’s really hit? Does it hurt?”

Leigh takes the chance to grab her hand, pulls her into the house, and swiftly closes the door.

He kisses her and grins, “It doesn’t hurt now.”

“Leigh Lewis, you’re ruining my good impression on you!” Jessie punches him on the chest, pushes him away, and then walks towards the bedroom. The cheeky Leigh follows.

He plays up to her, “Little Fairy, don’t get angry with me. I was wrong. I’ve corrected it and set up my mind. I will not make such a mistake again. Except for you, I will not glance at other beauties.”

“Dogs can’t change the fact that they eat feces! You won’t change!”

“This metaphor is way too…” Leigh’s mouth corners twitch, “I just thought they were pretty and unconsciously saved those photos. I didn’t intend to flirt with them.”

Jessie glares at him and says with rage, “Did you mean that I’m not pretty enough? Are my photos ineligible to be stored in your photo gallery?”

“I didn’t mean…”