I take out my phone and open the browser.
What I see is a picture of Frances carrying me, who is in disheveled clothes, out of the Jordan family.
And there are other photos as well.
I fainted and didn't ask Frances about the situation after I woke up, so I don't know what has happened.
Until now, I realize that Frances rushed over. He first hit Lawrence, and then beat the rest badly before
being brought into the car by bodyguards.
I don't dare to click on the comments below.
The photo of Noah and I is just uploaded, and something has happened in the Jordan family. Without
thinking, I know how harsh those comments will be.
Now that I'm covered in wounds, how can I resist the attacks from these keyboard warriors?
"Jane, listen to me. Because of Frances' women, you are now having enemies everywhere, so you
have to protect yourself. I don't know what Frances will do, but I've told David that I will send someone
to protect you around the Louis'. They will follow you when you go out to make sure you are safe. You
are my best friend. I absolutely cannot let anything happen to you."
Mindy's gaze is filled with sincerity.
Her words really touch me.
I'm so glad to have a friend like Mindy.
Mindy stays with me for a while before leaving with David.
Before she leaves, I am specifically instructed to be extra careful of Hilda.
She needn't say that because I know it.
Whitney is a rash person. Everyone knows what she did to me.
However, Hilda is different. She is always the mastermind.
She looks innocent, but in fact, she is vicious.
After Mindy leaves, I fall asleep.
However, the wounds still hurt when I am sleeping.
I sleep for hours and don't even eat lunch.
In the afternoon, I get out of bed. Enduring the pain, I stay with Earl for a while.
Old Mr. Louis comes back and looks at me with a serious expression.
I know it will come. I can't hide.
Old Mr. Louis has always told me to divorce Frances. Now that such a thing has happened, and I've
become a disgrace of the Louis family. How can he let go?
As expected, the moment old Mr. Louis speaks, he gives me an order.
"I don't care whether you and Frances will divorce or not. Leave the Louis family, now!"
"Mr. Louis, I won't leave."
Although I find it difficult to face old Mr. Louis, how is it possible for me to leave?
"You!"
When old Mr. Louis gets angry, he raises his hand and slaps me in the face.
It hurts, it hurts badly.
I look at old Mr. Louis and feel aggrieved in my heart, but I still refuse to give in.
Even if old Mr. Louis slaps me a few more times, I won't leave.
Hearing the commotion, Hilda walks out of the room and watches all of this with a cold gaze.
"Mr. Louis, if hitting me can make you happy, then do it. Anyway, I won't leave." I stare firmly into his
eyes and say.
"How can you be so thick-skinned?! How can you have the face to stay in the Louis family after all this?
Go! Now!"
As old Mr. Louis speaks, he ignores my opinion and drags me out.
I am still holding Earl in my hand, afraid that old Mr. Louis will hurt him, so I have no choice but to
protect him in my arms.
Old Mr. Louis' strength is greater than I imagined, and soon, he drags me to the door.
The wounds on my body are ripped, and the pain makes me sweat profusely.
I hold Earl in one hand and the door frame in the other, refusing to leave.
I know what I am doing is shameless.
However, I won't leave. I definitely won't.
Knowing that old Mr. Louis' health is not good, I don't dare to resist too violently. I grab the door in a
sorry state and protect Earl in my arms.
Fortunately, he is asleep. If he is awake, he will definitely be frightened to tears by the scene.
We have a stalemate at the door for about ten minutes until I see a lot of luxury cars coming and
stopping at the entrance.
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