How to Get a Wife novel Chapter 3

The man's eyes were sharp and cold. But when he looked over at Joanna, his gaze would soften.

It was no other but the man who was driving the white Ferrari.

There was a threatening air surround him, which perhaps was attributed to his sculptural face and tall physique. When he saw the embarrassed and weak look Joanna had, he felt some sympathy for her.

Sympathy? Such a feeling had never occurred to him before.

Usually he had no interest for other people's stories. However, for some reason, he attentively listened to Joanna and Sera's conversation from beginning to end. His curiosity got the better of him, and he wanted to know what the two women were arguing about. As a result, he closely watched Joanna without so much as blinking an eye.

All of a sudden, the man came back to his senses, feeling that it was absurd that he was involving himself with other people's problems. 'I shouldn't waste my time on such a sad, little girl... Although she really is... Well, she's unlucky. That's all there is.

It's none of my business.'

"The bill, please." The man snapped his fingers, and a waiter immediately went over.

He had already got the documents he needed, so there was no need to waste time on such insignificant things.

The man signed his name on the receipt handed over by the waiter, and then looked back at Joanna. "Put that table there on my tab as well," the man said after thinking for a while.

"Yes, sir." The waiter took the bill respectfully and left.

The man walked out of the coffee shop and got on his white Ferrari. He then drove away quickly.

Not far away, on a white commercial vehicle, two men watched him leave in his car. As soon as the Mercedes drove away, they quickly followed.

One of the men gave a conniving and cruel smile. "Wilson Yan left the cafe and is now on his way to the villa. We can start preparing for our action," he said over a microphone.

Meanwhile, back at the cafe...

Joanna was preparing to leave as well.

All of a sudden, her phone started to ring.

Taking a deep breath and wiping away her tears, she answered her phone.

"Hello, Mr. Lin. What can I do for you?"

Joanna was fairly new at the place she was working at, and so she was the one who was always running different errands and other trivial things. 'Calling during my lunch break... I'm sure that this is another one of his personal errands, ' she thought bitterly.

Sure enough, the bossy voice of Mr. Lin came from the other end of the phone. "Joanna, take the company car later and send CEO's suit over to his house. I will message you his address. Be careful with the suit and the car, understood? I want them both to be intact."

"Yes, Mr. Lin."

After hanging up the phone, Joanna knew it was best not to delay her boss's orders. Raising her hand, she called the waiter and asked for the bill.

"Miss, someone has already paid for you."

"Someone paid for my bill? Do you know who it was?" How strange! It couldn't have possibly been her stepmother. She distinctly remembered that Sera just quickly made her leave earlier.

"I do, Miss." The waiter nodded with a smile.

"Oh my god. What happened?"

Joanna pulled up to the side of the road. She unbuckled her seat belt and rushed hurriedly. There were no cameras at this section of the road, and cars seldom passed by here. There also weren't any traffic enforces or passersby to witness what had happened. It was apparent that Joanna was the first one to come to the scene.

As she ran towards the distorted, white car, she pulled out her phone to call for an ambulance.

On the pavement, there was a pool of blood, indicating that someone was obviously badly hurt. As she got closer, she saw the man in the car, his face covered with blood. The sight of him made her stomach wrench.

She still wasn't sure whether the man was dead or not. Summoning up all her courage, she walked in closer. Reaching out her hand through the broken window, she carefully placed her finger on the side of his neck.

She gently probed, trying to feel for his pulse.

A chill went down her spine, feeling more frightened the more she stayed here. And then all of a sudden, she seemed to feel a weak pulse.

"He's not dead!" Joanna breathed a sigh of relief, her forehead beading with sweat.

With a closer look, the man looked familiar... She shook her head. Now wasn't the time to think about who this man was, she thought. Every second that she wasted could mean life or death for this man!

"Sir? Can you hear me? Wake up, Sir... Hold on, okay? I've called the ambulance,"

Joanna called out again and again. Just when the man was about to slip into darkness, his eyes fluttered open slightly, as if her voice had a sense of magic to it.

With a groan, his gaze focused onto Joanna's face. "It's... you..."