From Contract To All My Life: I Own You novel Chapter 30

Tears streamed down Amy's cheeks. Amy looked very sad and lonely.

Joy had never thought that Amy had such a heartbreaking background. Joy knew her pain and how bitter she was.

It was another story of abandoning wife and child.

"Don't cry, Amy. A man like him doesn't deserve your hatred. He won't understand your pain and won't care about it. So don't cry. Do you hear me? Don't cry. "

Joy choked with sobs to comfort Amy in her arms. That sentence was to comfort Amy, but it touched the thorn in her heart.

But Joy knew that she couldn't cry. Amy waited for her comfort.

Amy thought what Joy said was right. She didn't need to cry for that kind of man.

Amy wiped away the tears on her face and came out of Joy's arms. Looking at Joy's eyes, she said sincerely, "Thank you, Joy."

Joy smiled and grabbed her hand. "Never mind. We are friends, aren't we?"

This time, Amy smiled at Joy. Amy was happy that they were friends.

They walked around hand in hand and knew each other's hobbies and interests. Then, they chatted happily. They didn't take a taxi home until it was getting dark.

When Joy returned to the villa, it was dark. She turned on the light, but there was no one in the big villa. It was quiet, and the cold night made Joy's back cold.

The servants in the villa were not allowed to appear in the villa except for cleaning and completing the task on time in the daytime. And their living place was not in this villa, but in another building.

Jimmy lived alone in such a big and cold villa. Didn't he feel scared?

The more Joy thought about it, the more cautious she became. She held her arms and went upstairs.

Joy had a dream, in which there was Jimmy.

In her dream, Jimmy, who always treated her coldly, spoiled her very much. No matter what she wanted, he would give her. They lived happily, and she felt it unrealistic in her dream.

Later, she dreamed that she gave birth to a son for Jimmy. His son was very handsome. Except for his eyes and nose, he looked like her in other places. He was like Jimmy.

However, as the picture turned, the happy scene of the two disappeared. Her body was covered with blood, and Jimmy held a knife. His eyes were full of hatred, and she was like his enemy. Jimmy inserted the knife into her body and said that she owed him.

The blood blurred the picture, and someone's eyes were wet.

Frightened, Joy woke up. She touched her forehead and found that she was sweating.

Such a dream was too terrifying and real.

Joy didn't know why she had such a dream. She hated Jimmy, but why did she dream of the happy scene of them?

Joy was no longer sleepy. She stood up, walked to the French window and opened the thick curtain. Only then did she find that it was dawn.

It was already seven o'clock. In two hours, Joy was leaving for G City, but she was struggling whether she should call Jimmy to tell him about it.

But he hadn't called her for several days.

It seemed that he had a good time there, with beautiful women accompanying him every day. He must have had a good time every night.

Well, maybe he had already forgotten her existence. Why should she tell him about this?