Novel 543
Chapter 53
Chapter 53
Chapter 53 Jenny Don’t Be Afraid
After driving for two hours, she hurried to the airport. After parking the car in the basement, she took the elevator to the airport pick-up gate. Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.
After standing at the door and waiting for about half an hour, the president named Smith came out slowly accompanied by a group of executives and bodyguards.
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He was wearing a royal blue shirt and a coat of the same color. From a distance, he looked slender and full of aura.
When you get closer, you can still clearly see the face under the gold- rimmed glasses. The immaturity has long since faded away, leaving only a clean and mature face.
After so many years, seeing him like this again, Jennifer’s heart was already calm, even without waves.
She symbolically raised her hand and waved to them, “This way!”
The man was slightly suffocated when he saw her waving in the crowd.
He brought people to Boston on business, mainly for the Wenbrick bid.
He didn’t want Wayne’s people to know that he was coming, so he insisted on sending someone to receive him and organize a dinner.
He couldn’t refuse his kindness, so he had to agree, but he didn’t expect that the person who came to pick him up was Jennifer.
After being stunned for a few seconds, he quickly regained his composure, led the people, and walked towards Jennifer.
The man who was nearly 1.87 meters tall was a head taller than her when he stood in front of her.
He could only look down at her: “Ms Jennifer, long time no see.
Ms Jennifer cut off their childhood friendship completely.
Jennifer sneered, she didn’t show politeness to him, and said something business-like, “Mr Smith, please come with me” and turned around.
With a cold face, she stepped on her high heels and walked towards the underground parking lot.
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The man following her frowned slightly when he saw her unwelcoming appearance.
He hesitated for a moment, but still walked up to Jennifer with long legs, “Jennifer, you’re not still mad at me, are you?”
When Jennifer heard this, she stopped suddenly, raised her eyes and looked at him, “What right do I have to be angry with you?”
Jean was a little helpless, but still sincerely apologized: “I’m sorry, Jennifer, I lost my memory and really can’t remember you, that’s why I treated you like that five years ago, I hope you don’t keep ignoring me for this reason…”
Jennifer looked up at the face that was exactly the same as Hill in front of her, her calm heart was suddenly cut open.
She really wanted to ask Jean, did he really lose his memory, or was he pretending not to know him?
Five years ago, after he woke up, he learned that he sold himself to save him.
He was also like a lunatic, pressing her on the hospital bed and kissing wildly for a while, and strangling her neck for a while, blaming her for betraying him.
Why did he suddenly say that he lost his memory when the Smith Family appeared and said that he was the young master that Smith accidentally lost?
If she really lost her memory, then why did he say that when she ran to Smith and begged him not to abandon her?
Jennifer closed her eyes, her heart couldn’t stop aching when she thought of the two kicks he had kicked her hard.
At that time, she didn’t believe that Hill had amnesia at all, she just felt
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that Hill didn’t want her because she was dirty.
After he was picked up by Smith, she ran to Smith every day,
disregarding her dignity, knelt down in front of him, and explained to him over and over again that she sold herself to save him.
But instead of believing it, he raised his heavy leather boots and kicked her hard in the chest.
While crushing her heart hard, he said viciously: “Don’t use saving me as an excuse, it’s obvious that you are the one who is despicable!”
At that time, she was like a lowly and despicable wild dog. She was humiliated and kicked by him, but she still refused to give up.
She cried and tugged at his trouser legs, hoping that he would not just abandon her because of his past affection.
But he bent down and snapped off her fingers holding the trousers leg
one by one.
At that time, the way he looked at her was full of disgust and pleasure after revenge.
The pain of a dislocated finger is far more painful than the pain of the heart.
She curled up into a ball, opened her mouth, and wanted to beg him to let her go.
But before he could say anything, he slapped him hard on the face again.
She used 100% of her strength, and her face was more than half swollen in an instant.
In disbelief, she looked at the man in suit and leather shoes in front of her.