Inside the President’s Office. Jeanne aggrievedly took August’s hand, her eyes red,
"August, I really don’t want to leave you..."
August patiently persuaded, "Listen, Jeanne, go back to the hospital and you need more rest now."
Jeanne looked at August and her nose twitched as she reached out to wrap her arms around his waist,
"You must come to see me tomorrow." heard it’s Greeves birthday this Sunday.
Can you take me with you?" "No,"
August’s face went somber, "Who told you that?" Recently he deliberately instructed those who took
care of Jeanne to keep their mouths shut and just take good care of her, but she still knew about it. "My
dad told me..."
On hearing this, August frowned slightly, and a few cold lights appeared under on the surface, he was
struggling secretly in his heart.
After a few seconds, he said in a deep voice, "No, Jeanne, you go back and get some rest." Seeing his
attitude go cold, Jeanne was filled with regret.
She shouldn’t have mentioned her dad in front of him! Biting her lips, Jeanne knew it was time to leave
and finally let go After sending Jeanne out of the office and watching her leave led by the maid, August
sighed in raised his hand and pressed the landline number, calling Burton. "Mr.Adams, what can I do
for you?" August dropped his eyes, casually playing with a pen, and asked softly, "Martin has been to
the hospital in the last few days?" Burton truthfully reported, "He’s been to the hospital twice in the last
two days but before the surgery, he hadn’t been there, and only Mrs.Kelly went occasionally." Snap!
August pressed the pen under his hand at once, knitting his dashing brows. Martin, like a cunning old
fox, never did anything useless.
When Jeanne was seriously ill and the Kelly family could not find the right kidney, Martin even gave up
treating his daughter.
Now after he had helped Jeanne contact a doctor, find the right kidney, and do the surgery
successfully, he showed up How could he not be clear about his intentions? August said coolly,
"Transfer Jeanne to another hospital in a few days." Hearing that, Burton said, "Okay August took a
deep breath and made up his mind that he would never let Jeanne become Martin’s puppet, and that
he would settle the score with Martin later Throughout the afternoon, Lucia was distracted, and her
mind always came back to the scene of August and Jeanne together. Soon it was time to leave work.
Lucia looked at her watch and saw that she still had half an hour before her appointment with August
August should not be able to go to the appointment today? He must be with Jeanne at this time Lucia’s
heart was blocked and she took a deep breath.
Seeing that the time was getting closer to the appointment, she gritted her teeth, grabbed her bag, and
walked away. If she knew that Jeanne and he were together at this time and still deliberately went to
the appointment, she would be too insensitive And as soon as she saw Jeanne’s bright and clear eyes,
she couldn’t help but feel guilty in her heart.
After all, according to the time, she was the third party S On the way home, she sat on the subway
seat, checking her phone now and then It was past six o’clock, but she hadn’t received a single text
message or call from August.
It seemed that he was really busy, so it was right that she didn’t go looking for him. When she returned
home in a daze, Lucia had little appetite, so she made some porridge and drank it hastily.
She picked up the bowl, went to the kitchen sink, and washed while relaxing Although it was true that
she was free after moving out of home, she was really lonely living alone.
At this time, she missed Mrs.Mitchell’s nagging When Lucia turned her head and glanced at the clock
on the wall, she found that it was already after seven o’clock.
At this time, August shall be having dinner with Jeanne. As the image emerged in her mind, Lucia
gritted her teeth, and a trace of bitterness followed in her heart Why was she so sensitive about August
and Jeanne being together? She couldn’t even help but think of them again and again. Lucia couldn’t
understand, and when she was lost in thought, the small bowl slipped from her hands and fell directly
into the sink.
The sharp sound of "pop"
instantly pulled her back from her world. Looking at the pieces in the sink, Lucia frowned and wanted to
cry, because this was the cherry bowl she got from the store, and she didn’t expect it to break like this!
Sure enough, she was so unlucky! With a feeling of grievance emerging in her heart, Lucias nose
turned sour and tears really welled up.
She *Dingdong Lucia, in tears silently, froze in shock when she suddenly heard the sound She couldn’t
have heard it wrong? How could someone ring the doorbell at this hour? "Dingdong...
After the doorbell rang again, Lucia came to her senses.
She hurriedly washed her hands, wiped her tears and walked quickly towards the door With the corners
of her eyes slightly moist, her open the door.
As soon as the door was pulled open, Lucia froze when she got a good look at the person standing
outside the door. August...
What was he doing here? Lucia gritted her teeth, a hint of stubbornness emerging from her slightly red
eyes.
She pretended to be calm and asked back, "What are you doing here?"
"You tell me."
August frowned and his gaze was clear and cold as he looked at her.
He had been waiting for her in the underground garage for almost an hour, but she didn’t come! Lucia
averted her gaze, blocking the doorway and not letting him in.
Watching the corners of her eyes reflecting slightly and her nose a little red, August finally noticed
something strange.
With a hint of fluctuation under his eyes, he asked, "Why are you crying?"
Lucia subconsciously denied, "I’m not crying."
She didn’t expect to be discovered by him.
Without waiting for her to react, she was suddenly held by the wrist and pulled into the house "You..."
Lucia didn’t finish her sentence before the door was slammed shut behind August She gasped, "You’re
trespassing!"
Without saying a word, August stepped forward and directly approached her and asked, "Say, why are
you crying?"
Looking at her with red eyes, he was distracted.
"I "
Lucia subconsciously swept a glance in the direction of the kitchen, and no longer speak. in the sink,
then he understood instantly. an eyebrow, asking with some amusement, "Aren’t you crying for this?"
He remembered Lucia was not so weak.
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