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.
Before they got married, they often came here when they were in love. The owner was so familiar with
them that he didn't need them to say anything. Anyway, it was the same order every time they came.
These innocent people didn't pay attention to the crowd in the big world, so he didn't know what had
happened to these two people. As usual, they warmly asked Joan who was touching a Labrador, "Miss
Gu, you and Mr. Jian haven't been here for a long time."
Scott nodded with a smile. He seemed to be quite satisfied with these words. Joan was upset. "Why
didn't you explain yourself?" she asked
"Explain what?" It seemed that he didn't say anything wrong.
He had been pretending to be ignorant of it. However, in Joan's eyes, she only hated him more. "I
thought you wanted to talk to me. Just tell me what you want. I don't have time to waste here."
"Look at you." He said in a sweet voice, "You are still so childish. Look at here. Every cup of coffee and
every dog is familiar to us. Don't you remember their names?"
It turned out that he came to talk to her about the old days. Joan was so shocked that she dropped her
coffee cup, which frightened the Labrador.
"Scott, are you kidding me here?"
Then she took her backpack and prepared to leave. She swore to herself that if she wanted to see him
again, she would give up the surname of Gu.
When she walked past them, her wrist was grasped tightly by Scott. He said anxiously, "Joan, you don't
have to work in the Lu Company. Come to Jian Company. I'll give you more money than Darren has
given you."
Joan looked down at him and said nothing. A few seconds later, she burst into laughter.
That was the most shameless joke she had heard since she was released from prison.
Joan was amused, but she sat down and stirred the coffee again. She knew that something must have
happened, and it couldn't be an accident.
Did Darren do anything? The Lu Company, which had been rising rapidly recently, might be the only
reason for Scott to be so nervous. Her design had helped the Lu Company to take big orders of the
whole year.
In a short time, news spread fast that the Lu Company had new talents in design, and the fortune of the
Joan also doubled several times. As for Scott, he felt guilty and didn't know what to do except blaming
himself for kicking her out.
With a smile, Joan said, "I'm shocked. I just want to know why you would think of me, an outdated
plaything. Your newly married wife is delicate and charming. Isn't she good for you?"
"We have been having a quarrel since we got married. We were not in the mood to enjoy our
honeymoon. To be honest, I have been having a headache because of her." Putting his hand on his
forehead, he took out a small bottle of pills, poured out two pills and swallowed them.
Besides, she gave Joan a look on purpose as if he was in great pain.
She didn't care about the bottle, nor did she have the mood to find out what was in it. Now that he
wanted to play with her, she decided to play along.
"Actually, I've always wanted to know." Joan leaned forward and asked, "Why can't I compete with
her?"
Hearing her question, Scott thought it was a turn. He couldn't wait to grab her hands on the table,
which were crossed in front of him, and said, "I just wanted to seek some fresh excitement. I didn't
betray you on purpose. Joan, I know you are magnanimous. Can you forgive me?"
He chattered about for a long time with the generations of friendship between their two families. Joan
listened quietly, watching his mouth moving up and down.
"You know what? I really want to tell you something."
He shook his head and couldn't guess what she was going to say.
Joan pulled her fingers out of his palms one after another, and then her words slapped him across the
face. "Scott, I just realized that you and Jean are a perfect match. It makes me feel sick!"
Without waiting for Scott's answer, she grabbed her purse and added, "How dare you say that we loved
each other? Let me tell you, Scott. If you believed a mistress and put your wife in a dangerous place
where she couldn't do whatever she wants, you won't be able to have a future. "
Divorce was the most right decision she had made so far. She had hesitated when she first decided to
divorce. Would she feel sad without that familiar person by her side. But now she only knew that she
was living a happy and fulfilled life.
She was not only removed from the title of the number one celebrity in S City, but also got rid of the title
of Mrs. Jian. As a designer of the Lu Company, she made achievements with her own hands and
gained general recognition, so she was much more fulfilling than before.
"I don't believe it!" "It's impossible that you don't love me anymore. Do you really have the heart to see
me live a dissolute life in Darren's company?" his exclamation made the owner startled.
As he had expected, he didn't even have the heart to tell a a better lie. He must have thought she was
the fool who would comfort him as long as he frowned and stamped his feet?
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