The Unexpected Marriage novel Chapter 34

Joan's car arrived earlier than Austin's call. Darren stood up, held Joan's shoulder and looked her up and down.

"Where have you been?" He removed a leaf from her bangs and asked, "What happened?"

"I will tell you all about these in detail. But why are you still sitting on the first floor? Should we go upstairs to visit our old friend?"

Joan and Darren smiled at each other, and the look on their faces showed that they knew their plans.

"Darren, the minibus at the entrance is the one which has kidnapped me,"

Darren nodded and instructed Austin to investigate it carefully and secretly.

Jean made two phone calls to the first floor to ask if they saw a man in black formal suit go upstairs. The waiter answered her politely. Some sat on the sofa on the first floor and also asked her if he was her guest.

After thinking for a long time, she felt something was wrong. When she was about to change her clothes and go downstairs to see what was going on, the door of her room was knocked.

"Like I said, I have hidden Joan. Even if the man knows that someone has lied to him, he will come to see what has been done."

She immediately put on a most beautiful smile to welcome him.

The glass in her hand dropped to the floor, and the red wine spilled all over the floor. "Joan, why are you here? Aren't you..."

"Shouldn't I be still in the barren wasteland, being held together with Celia by your men? Jean, you look so sexy today. Are you waiting for someone? "

Joan blinked her big, innocent eyes and asked, "Darren, is she waiting for you?" She felt wronged, as if a tear could be found on her face at any time.

With these words, he touched the dirt off her clothes, and said, "I'm preparing an important document. Now I'm taking some documents with me to meet Miss Bai. You're faster than me."

Jean's face turned from red to pale. She wished she could have a dagger and cut Joan into pieces. She held her phone in her hands, as if clutching at the last straw to save her life. Now she was at a disadvantage. She would talk about the revenge later. What a smart woman would do now was to turn the tables on today's chaos into a fake one without letting Scott know.

"Joan, I admit I have taken your phone number, but I just want to check if you keep in touch with my husband. Don't forget that you are his ex-wife. I'm his wife now. His wife cares about him, and it makes sense."

Then, he pulled out his phone and said to her, "Miss Bai, I assume that you didn't send me the message, did you?"

"I did send it." Jean didn't want to give up. So she raised Joan's phone and said, "I saw the call records between my husband and her, so I came up with this stupid idea. I'm not a woman of no virtue."

Joan couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Darren, let's go," She took a look at Jean and smiled meaningfully.

When their figures disappeared at the end of the corridor, Jean heard a huge sound behind her teeth.

When Joan went back home, she lay in her big bed, tossing and turning. Scott's phone call came in one after another. She picked up not because she still cared about him, but because it aroused her curiosity.

"You are not tired of calling so many times." Joan finally picked it up. There was obvious impatience in her tone. It was not pretended.

Standing in front of the French window of his office, Scott was very anxious. "Joan, I really have something to tell you. Can we meet tomorrow?"

Was it necessary for them to meet each other? Joan snapped. She wanted to remind him that even his backyard was on fire, he should not be in the mood to talk to her.

He should have known what kind of woman he had married before he got married.

"Joan, it's really important. I must see you. Can we talk about it after we meet? Good girl. "

His words touched the softest part of Joan's heart. 'Forget it. Without love, there's no need to be an enemy. It's better to untie the knot than to make enemies. Maybe after we deal with our relationship, the hostility between us will disappear, ' she thought.

That was exactly what she expected. They would live separately for their own good and would not interfere with each other.

The cafe she once loved most was chosen. The owner had kept a lot of dogs, which meant that Joan would by no means fall in love with any other cute animals.