The Ex-husband Wants to Get Power Every Day After the Divorce - Chapter 241
Chapter 241: Chapter 240: Lifting a Stone to Hit One’s Own Foot
Translator: 549690339
Thinking of Gillian Thompson causing trouble again, the bottom of Molly Walker’s eyes were filled with coldness.
Jeremy Norman was not only her “fiancé,” but also her friend.
She would never let any harm come to her friend under her watch!
“Miss Thompson, we found it!” the security nervously reported, “A blind-spot room on the first floor, which is the reception room.”
Reception room
Molly Walker’s calm face shone with a cold light, like a snow lotus on a frosty mountain.
“Gillian Thompson, you better not cause trouble ”
If something were to happen to Jeremy Norman at the Leaford family’s house, the news would make headlines tomorrow.
She didn’t mind the outside world’s evaluation, but she couldn’t help but care about the people of the Leaford family.
She quickly headed towards the reception room on the first floor.
The door to the reception room was tightly closed, Molly narrowed her eyes, placed her hand on the doorknob, preparing to open it. At that moment, a hand stopped her.
“Miss Thompson ” The man’s deep and magnetic voice echoed in her ear like a soft feather caressing her earlobe.
Zachary Jenkins’ deep gaze fell on her: “I advise you not to go in.”
Molly’s hand momentarily paused, the corner of her lips sketched a light smile: “Thank you for your concern, Mr. Jenkins, but my fiancé is inside.”
In other words, she was worried about her fiancé’s safety.
The color in Zachary Jenkins’ eyes deepened.
With a twist of her hand, the door surprisingly opened.
She entered without hesitation.
Inside, the room was in a mess. Jeremy Norman lay shirtless on the sofa, seemingly unconscious. His pants’ belt had come undone. Molly’s face flushed, and she subconsciously took a step back.
At that moment, Jeremy Norman opened his eyes, blushing when he saw her. Biting his lower lip, he whispered: “Molly ”
Molly looked around the spacious room. Apart from some furniture, she didn’t see Gillian Thompson’s figure.
“How are you?”
Seeing Jeremy Norman with a blush on his face, Molly avoided asking further questions to avoid hurting him.
“I’m fine.” Jeremy Norman hoarsely replied, his eyes were bloodshot as he looked at her, “I just don’t feel well ”
Feeling unwell
Molly thought it over. It made sense for him to not feel well after experiencing such a thing.
She stepped forward to support Jeremy Norman. Suddenly, he grabbed her wrist and muttered, “Can you hold me up?”
Hold him up?
Jeremy Norman was shirtless, revealing his well-built arms and abdomen. Usually, he appeared tall and slim; she didn’t expect him to have such a well-toned body underneath his clothes.
As Molly hesitated, a large hand blocked her view, and Zachary Jenkins supported Jeremy Norman without a second word.
“You’re welcome.”
The movement was so fast that Jeremy Norman couldn’t react in time.
Zachary Jenkins’ voice was cold, his body instinctively shielding Molly. He said to her, “You go out first. I’ll handle things here.”
Molly hesitated for a second, and Jeremy Norman sneered coldly. “Mr. Jenkins, Molly is my fiancée. What are you to me?”
Thinking of Zachary Jenkins constantly interrupting his moments with Molly, Jeremy Norman could no longer withstand it, his handsome face covered with dark clouds.
Even someone with the best temper would lose their patience when facing such a relentless “third wheel.”
“Mr. Jenkins, this is our private matter. Thank you for your concern.” Molly thought for a moment and explained in line with Jeremy Norman’s words.
Hearing this, Zachary Jenkins’ body froze, his gaze concealing a turmoil of emotions, as suppressed feelings surged within him.
Private matter
That’s right, she was already engaged to Jeremy Norman. What mattered if she saw him naked? Perhaps the two had already committed themselves privately.
His gaze glanced at Molly’s abdomen, the fire in his heart rushing to his head.
Does he have to leave?
Zachary Jenkins smirked coldly.
However, wearing a mask and not appearing as Michael Gallagher, it was indeed awkward for him to be there.
She was right; he wasn’t even her friend in this situation. Staying any longer would only bring humiliation to himself.
“My apologies.” He squeezed a few words through his clenched teeth, then turned around and walked to the door. As he reached the door, he suddenly turned back, reminding them mockingly, “Reporters will be here shortly. I advise you to leave right away.”
He forced himself to leave, but his feet felt as heavy as lead.
He bit his lower lip viciously, and a taste of blood immediately filled his mouth.
Now he truly understood the meaning of shooting oneself in the foot.
As Zachary Jenkins left, Molly Walker and Jeremy Norman immediately put some distance between them.
Noticing this subtle action, Jeremy pretended he didn’t see and smiled faintly, “You should leave first. It won’t be good for your reputation if the reporters come in and capture us together.”
Molly thought for a moment and hesitantly nodded.
Zachary Jenkins had said that the reporters would arrive soon, so they probably were already here.
Without any hesitation, as soon as Zachary left, Molly followed suit and left as well.
Walking out of the room, she found that Zachary hadn’t gone far. He was standing by a pillar not far away, with a cigarette held between his slender fingers. The cigarette’s tip flickered like the inquisitive gaze in his eyes.
Molly’s breath hitched for a moment, and after some thought, she decided to walk towards him
A few seconds later, reporters swarmed into the reception room, only to find the impeccably dressed Jeremy Norman.
“Dear Reporters, your timing is perfect,” said Jeremy, sitting upright in his chair, holding up a cell phone while capturing their surprised expressions, “I’ve been meaning to meet you all. How about we have a meal together?”
The reporters looked at Jeremy holding up his cell phone and were momentarily confused.
They had their cameras raised, only to find Jeremy was also filming them.
Dare they join him for dinner?
“We’re sorry, Mr. Norman. We received a tip about a massive scoop here. We didn’t expect to enter the wrong room. Apologies, apologies ” An astute reporter immediately picked up on the situation and backed away, thoughtfully closing the door.
The atmosphere fell silent for a moment
Jeremy slowly stood up and strode towards a desk in the corner with long strides.
Under the desk, a disheveled woman was sitting with a rag stuffed in her mouth, her eyes wide in panic at Jeremy’s approach.
Her legs were twisted at an odd angle.
Jeremy crouched down, and a soft smile appeared on his face.
He reached out and roughly stroked her chin, “The last woman who treated me like this ended up crippled.”
“Your leg is already broken. I guess breaking it again shouldn’t be a problem. After all, these cold machines are quite interesting to dismantle and reassemble ” Jeremy’s elusive words pierced through Gillian Thompson’s heart like a sharp blade.
Gillian shook her head, tears streaming down her face.
She never expected such a demon to be hidden beneath Jeremy’s gentle appearance.
Cruel, vicious, and scheming
Watching Gillian’s fearful expression, Jeremy gently wiped her tears with a blood-stained hand, not knowing whether it was his blood or hers.
Gillian was both terrified and shocked.
Even if her icy mechanical leg broke again, she wouldn’t feel a thing, numbly staring at the man in front of her, thinking she must be dreaming.
She regretted provoking this man.
Who could have anticipated that Jeremy Norman was such a devil, mercilessly breaking her leg as if he were a ruthless, determined assassin?
Jeremy glanced at her leg and his narrow eyes flickered with interest, “What a pity for such a beautiful leg ”
“For Ivy’s sake, I’ll only take one of your legs this time. But if there’s a next time, I won’t hesitate to leave you completely crippled.”
Gillian shuddered.
As she heard Jeremy walking away, she bit down on the rag, giving free rein to her cries of pain.
After an unknown amount of time, Gillian eventually fell into a deep sleep.
When she woke up, she found herself in the hospital.
Looking against the light, she saw a man in a white sweater standing by the window.
“Second brother ”
Upon seeing Nicholas Thompson, Gillian’s tears immediately started to flow.
“What were you doing at the Leaford family’s?” Nicholas asked coldly, his face turned away, “Didn’t Fourth Sister tell you not to go in? Did you do something despicable again?”
Nicholas frowned, casting a seemingly unintentional glance at her leg.
Gillian stiffened.
Nicholas’s expression seemed to say that she deserved it all.
