Business Tycoon Pursues His Wife Wholeheartedly

“No more wedding?” Linda’s voice trembled a bit, guessing his mind, “Eric, do you want to break up with me?”

She still remembers that when Eric married Cindy, it was a big deal, the bride price was so much that several cars couldn’t finish it, and it was all high jewelry of real value.

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Linda was angry, but she didn’t dare to mess with Eric, so she muttered ‘aggressively’, “If you insist on not doing it, then … do as you say.”

Linda bowed her head and pretended to wipe her tears.

Eric listened to her sobbing, distracted, but thinking that she was still pregnant, his icy tone eased up a bit, “The wedding went that way, making up for it would hurt the face of both families, not to mention, you are pregnant and should not be worked.”

“You mean, the baby can stay?” And from Eric’s tone, it was clear that he still cared for her.

A smile returned to Linda’s face and she wrapped her arms around Eric’s at once, “I knew it, you didn’t come back because of Cindy, you didn’t have her in your heart long ago, did you?”

Eric’s arm stiffened and he didn’t say anything for a long time.

Linda was spontaneous, “Then there will be no wedding for a while, but as compensation, you have to take a few days out and accompany me to the fashion week! This is the new itinerary the company has set for me, and I want to go.”

“Didn’t you say before that you wanted to quit acting?” His voice was deep.

Linda pouted, “I want to go, let me go, I have to have my own career to be worthy of you! Besides, that fashion week is really important to me.”

But in his mind, he remembered the eve of his marriage with Cindy.

She put away the design school notice she just got and said with a smile, “Since you like me at home, I’m not going to study abroad.

“After I get married, I will put aside the company and be your wife without worrying, and on my father’s side, you don’t have to worry, I will convince him.”

She did.

From wedding preparations to quitting the workplace, Cindy did everything cleanly, never letting Eric say more than a word, and giving him enough face in front of people.

It even made him wonder if they could have lived their whole lives if not for the blood feud between the two families.

Cindy made every decision with their marriage in mind, and as long as he said so, she could give up her coveted opportunity to study abroad and plan their little family without worry.

Even if he had left her out in the cold for two years.

The messages she sent, and the gifts she sent still carried a temperature.

He hadn’t spoken, and Linda was still chattering, “I’m really bored at home with my pregnancy, do you really want me to be a housewife?”

Eric didn’t respond.

Linda got anxious, she was about to try, but she saw the man shake off her hand and suddenly got up to leave, “It’s your business, you decide.”

“Really? You agree that I should stay in acting.” Linda was overwhelmed with joy, not noticing at all that Eric was different from his usual self.

The man hummed.

The mirror reflected his knife-sharp side face. The only person who ever let him go that far to take control was Cindy, and there wouldn’t be another.

“Eric, it’s not even light yet, won’t you stay with me?” Linda took the initiative to take his hand, “Or, don’t you want to stay with our baby?”

Eric drew back his hand and said in a soft voice, “No.”

Those were the only two words he said, and he walked away.

Memories came flooding back to his mind, the day Cindy gave birth, he was in the hospital corridor and heard her crying.

That was his child, too.

He sat in the car, smoking one cigarette after another, the radio was a murmur of early morning radio.

Near dawn, he turned the wheel and drove toward the office.

And just a few minutes later, a business car pulled up to the elevator, and Linda, wrapped in her trench coat, walked up quickly.

“What took you so long to get here!”

She pouted and closed the car door.

The car was dim, and the man driving curled his lips, “If I’d come earlier, I’d have met up with Eric, aren’t you afraid?”

Linda nuzzled, “Well, I don’t know how he got here, you’re not jealous, are you?”

The man laughed lowly, his smoky voice cold, “Send you home?”

He said, touching a hand from Linda’s thigh.

Linda obediently holds against his hand, a flirtatious smile, “Yes, anyway, I have no one at home.”

“You’re leading the wolf into the house.”

He casually waved off his sunglasses and with a turn, he pinned Linda to the seat behind him.

“Ah!”

Linda cried out in shock, “Jason, you’re hurting me.”

The man moved without any pity and kissed hard, “Don’t you just like to play like this? Little slut.”

“Aww, you’re so bad.”

The sound of the seat creaking surrounded the car.

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10:00 AM.

Cindy left the hotel with Noman, who stood on the steps and watched Cindy for a while as they left each other in peace last night.

He knew exactly when she went out last night, when she came back, when she went to bed, and how he could sleep in the same room with her.

He just didn’t want to embarrass her.

The phone in his jacket pocket rang again.

It was still a message from Gavin, “Young master, please make sure you attend the reception tonight, or else madam will really get angry.”

Noman looked at the phone screen and stifled his voice.

“I’ll go first, I’ll contact you next time there’s a competition.” Cindy waved her hand, called a car, and left.

Noman stood in the same place pondering, it seems, in Cindy’s heart, there is really no place for him.

At least, not yet.

Cindy went to the bank first and withdrew the money, the amount was no problem.

She divided the bonus that had just arrived into two, part of which was reserved for the rent money, and part of which was paid to the debt collection agency.

Soon received a reply from the other side.

“Miss Scott really keep your word, but this amount is not enough for the interest, I hope Miss Scott will keep up the good work.”

Cindy clutched her phone and secretly cursed.

Why is this company so annoying? The staff speaks so irritatingly, yet there is not a single dirty word, which is inexplicably irritating.

She turned around and walked out of the bank, only to be followed by a couple of young men after a few steps.

Cindy realized something was wrong and quickened her pace.

But she was unfamiliar with the area and was stopped by them at the entrance of an alley, “Cindy is you, right? When will you pay back the money!”

“Pay what back, I don’t know you guys!”

Cindy frowned, her eyes darting backward, looking for an opportunity to escape.

The leading man with yellow hair reached out and pulled her wrist, “Miss Scott, the daughter of the Scott Group and Mr. Miller’s ex-wife, how could we be mistaken? Your father owes our boss more than three million, say, when will you pay!”

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