Chapter 320 His Stupid Questions
Frankie sweated on the forehead and thought, how could Mr. Wolseley not know that?
He took a detour to keep his wife company.
Marvin had a bright smile on his face. “I should stay away from you in the future, or Yvette will give me a cold shoulder.”
Lance turned to look at Marvin and said coldly, “You’ve been single for too long.”
Marvin was speechless.
Marvin thought, so what?
Then, Lance added, “I know a girl who will be a good match for you!”
Marvin smiled from ear to ear.
“Don’t worry. Many women take a fancy to me, so I don’t need your help.”
“Ms. Hanna Copperfield!”
“Fuck!”
Marvin wailed.
“That woman is crazy! Do you want to ruin me?”
Hanna was famous for her craziness in love.
The last man whom Hanna had chased after emigrated abroad under pressure. He did not want to come back to New York because of Hanna.
Moreover, Hanna had once chased after Marvin when they were little.
Hanna found herself a new target after Marvin went abroad.
Marvin had been home for a long time, but Hanna did not seem to remember him.
Marvin looked aghast at the thought of the nightmarish past.
“If you set me up with Hanna, I will introduce some rich men to Yvette! The young generation of the rich in New York is outstanding now. They work hard and are young…”
Lance said after a sneer, “Ms. Copperfield.””
Marvin said casually, “Don’t try to scare me with her name. I am fearless…”
“Mr. Wolseley!”
A crisp voice interrupted Marvin.
Marvin instantly held his head.
He mouthed at Lance in horror, “Do you want to kill me now?”
Lance ignored Marvin. He nodded at the girl behind Marvin and said blandly, “Did you say hi to Marvin?”
“Marvin?!”
Hanna asked in surprise, “Is it you? Marvin?”
“No, I am not.”
Marvin turned his head to go into the elevator with Lance, but Hanna grabbed his arm.
“Marvin!”
Hanna threw herself to Marvin, and Marvin watched the elevator doors close with despair.
Screw him! Marvin thought.
Marvin felt helpless.
Why did I get entangled with this octopus again? Marvin thought.
This was one corner of the hall.
Jamie looked down at the woman in front of him and told himself again and again that this was true and that this was not a dream.
It might sound absurd, but Jamie was afraid that he was in a dream now.
This scene had appeared in his dream countless times.
It was like an absurd and bizarre dream.
Ellen stood with her arms crossed and her butt against the wall.
She raised her head and asked impatiently, “Mr. McBride, out with it because I have a tight schedule.”
Jamie moved his thin lips, and his voice was slightly hoarse. “How have you been over the past few years?”
This question shocked Jamie himself.
Shouldn’t I ask why she fooled me? Jamie thought.
However, Jamie realized that the answer to this question wasn’t important to him at all..
At this moment, Jamie just cared about how Ellen had been over the past few years.
“How have I been?”
Ellen did not expect Jamie to ask her this question.
How have I been over the past few years? Ellen thought.
This question pulled her back to those nightmarish days.
Ellen thought, the best days of my past five years were when I was in a coma after falling into the sea. It was a blessing to know nothing.
After I woke up, the treatment became torture for me. Moreover, there was endless hatred. Because of this hatred, I didn’t want to live. I hated everything, including humans.
The silence magnified her sad past.
Ellen felt a surge of hatred because Jamie before her looked like the demon that strangled her neck every night.
Ellen wanted to eat his flesh and drink his blood.
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