Chapter 326 Resignation
At this moment, there was a loud noise outside the door, and then, the door of the ward was pushed open, and
Lucia and Jeanne looked at the direction from which the sound came.
August was standing at the door, face dark. When he caught siglit of Lucia, his face got colder. He strode over and looked down at Lucia. He asked in a cold voice, "What are you doing here?" Lucia took a deep breath and wanted to explain when Jeanne said, "Lucia came to visit me, August. Why did you
come all of a sudden?"
"I come to visit you." Saving, August walked to tlie head of the bed and adjusted the position of the pillow leaned against by Jeanne to
make her more comfortable. His movement seemed so natural and fluent. "Are you feeling better today?" When talking to Jeanne, he sounded apparently gentler.
Sitting beside them, Lucia felt awkward and uncomfortable. She felt that she should leave them alone now. August's behaviors showed that he really loved Jeanne. She produced a mocking smile and stood up. She looked at Jeanne and said, "Jean, if there is nothing that needs
me, I'll leave you two alone." Hearing this, Jeanne smiled. "Okay. Pay me another visit someday." Lucia forced a smile at Jeanne and then walked towards the door.
After getting out of the elevator, she took the elevator to the ground floor of the hospital. She walked forward
at a loss and with great bitterness. She should have been prepared for that and be aware of her position. For August, she was nothing compared
with Jeanne. She walked through the small garden of the inpatient department. Just as she was to walk towards the hospital
gate, unexpectedly, her phone rang. She took a deep breath and liad a look at her phone. "August" was shown on her screen. Her heart skipped a
beat, and she hesitated over whether she should answer the call. Three seconds later, she bit her lips and rejected the call. However, her phone vibrated again soon. It was August again. Lucia felt annoyed. Teeth gritted, she answered the call and said in displease. "Hey, what the hell do you
want?
After a short silence, the man's cold voice came through the receiver. "What do I want? I want to know what
happened between you and Jonathan." Jonathan?
Lucia was stunned and she calmed down. "What happened between me and Jonathan?"
The man's voice showed anger. "You don't know yourself? The paparazzi are trying to blackmail me with some
photos. And you're asking?"
Lucia senised that something severe had happened. She was so confused. Before she could speak, August
continued, "Where are you? I'll come to you. We talk lace-in-lace."
Alter hesitating for a while, Lucia looked around and said, "I'in at the little morden behind the impatient
building. There's a statue here."
Alter she told him her whereabouts, he immediately hung up.
Within five minutes. August liad walked into the garden. When he saw Lucia sitting on a bench beside the
statue, he strode over. He would feel somehow agitated at the thought of those photos. Lucia looked up and found August walking towards her. Before she could stand up or ask anything, August had
already handed over an envelope. Shehesitated and then took it.
Inside the envelope was a thick stack of photos. All were snaps of her and jonathan. Jonathan took her hand
and brought her into his car at the entrance of Iszoom Movie Studio; she got on Jonathan's car at the racing
club; he drove her home after the crew finished shooting in the middle of the night... If she weren't directly involved, she would also have misunderstood if she only looked at these photos. Lucia held the photos tighter. Face pale, she looked up at August and asked, "Where did these come from?" Seeing her expression, August showed sneer in his eyes. He said coldly, "Bought from those paparazzi."
Lucia gritted her teeth. It suddenly occurred to her that she did catch sight of some paparazzi when she was at
the gate of the cinema city with Jonathan. It seemed that they would go to several selected spots, and their
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