Newlywed Wife Is The Boss

The car stopped extremely smoothly next to Lorenzo, the car was specially treated so that the inside could clearly see the outside and the outside could not see the inside.

The feeling of being watched is really uncomfortable, like being watched by a cheetah in the shadows, ready to strike at any time, the atmosphere is oppressive.

The mere fact that someone like Lorenzo is standing on the snack street is enough to attract attention, not to mention the limited edition custom-made luxury car, and pedestrians can’t help but stop and look at it.

Lorenzo, although there is little communication with Adrian, but after all, is a father and son, more or less understand the Adrian.

Two equally good men, eyes looking at each other, who did not speak first.

Lorenzo didn’t waste his time on such meaningless things, turned his head and continued to follow Jessica, guarding her.

“Master, young master … shall we continue?”

The driver could see that Lorenzo was now in a very depressed mood and exuded a strong sense of disgust.

“Go to Private Estate.”

Adrian was silent for a while and spoke lightly.

…

Jessica continued to walk to where she wanted to go and suddenly stopped in her tracks.

Jessica felt that she had nowhere to go, didn’t know where she was going, and didn’t know where she belonged in the end, the whole person was confused, but walking, walking, she even subconsciously walked towards Private Estate.

The city is full of malice for Jessica, nothing worthy of Jessica’s lingering, if I have to pull a reason, it can only be Lorenzo and grandmother.

Perhaps it is something that is destined to happen and cannot be avoided or escaped.

Jessica has not enjoyed the care and warmth of her family for a long time, and her grandmother is like a salvation to her.

But Lorenzo is now divorced from her and has no face or any reason to run to Private Estate, even if Jessica can no longer let go.

Lorenzo had already said the words to that extent, it would be too humble to stick up for herself, even though she loved Lorenzo very much.

How long it had been since she had seen Lorenzo, she couldn’t remember herself, it was as if Lorenzo had never existed in Jessica’s world.

Jessica was tired of walking, she remembered her side position should have a temporary rest kind of bench, she slowly moved over and sat down, the whole spirit of relaxation a lot.

Lorenzo is not worried about Jessica, silently follow her, Jessica can’t see, she must not know where she has gone …

Thinking about it, Lorenzo’s heart, seized with pain.

Jessica is approaching towards Private Estate.

Lorenzo’s heart, it is like being ruthlessly crushed, he wanted to rush over to Jessica in his arms, but he could not be so irresponsible hands clenched, even if the nails to the palm, he did not feel the pain.

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Only desperate to endure.

The street garden has a pleasant view, but unfortunately Jessica didn’t have the chance to see it.

From time to time, there could be the sound of children’s laughter and a burst of cheering. Jessica thought that if she was right, she must be flying a kite.

Kite flying, she also likes to fly kites, thinking of this, Jessica’s lips can’t help but raise slightly.

“This beautiful big sister, I have the highest kite flying, let’s share the joy together.”

While thinking about it, a small child ran over to Jessica and handed the kite he was holding to Jessica.

Jessica smiled gratefully and said thank you.

Slowly, a glimmer of light appeared in front of her eyes, and then the area of light grew larger and larger, and she could see again!

Jessica looked up and saw a lot of kites of various styles in the sky. She looked and looked and smiled, her eyes were full of expectation and a bit of sadness.

Although Jessica can’t see, but the sixth sense is very sensitive, it must be Lorenzo, although now can’t see his figure, but he must have been silently following her, never left.

“Pretty sister, what are you thinking about?”

The child is unsure and curious to speak.

Jessica’s smile instantly stiffened and her brain buzzed.

Yeah, already divorced …

That man, even if you love again, can not come back, do not be delusional.

…

Jessica was not going to bother Amara, she was silent for a while, made up her mind and checked in directly to a hotel with excellent privacy protection for clients.

“Summer, it’s an emergency, can you help bring me the ink lotus? I’m sending you the hotel location.”

After a tiring day, she finished showering and dressing, took out her phone and sent a message to Summer.

She raised her eyes to the window, and then had to leave, the ticket is scheduled for tomorrow.

A knock on the door raises.

Jessica laughed out loud, Summer usually looks slow and methodical a person, this time is a rare thunderbolt once.

“Summer, you’re a rare thunderbolt … Academician Fletcher?!”

The moment Jessica opened the door to the room, she looked at Wilfred standing in the doorway in surprise.

Surprisingly, Wilfred?

Wilfred did not speak, looked straight at Jessica, Jessica felt a little embarrassed, suddenly reacted, she finished bathing and dressing, also did not bring half of the nine tailed red fox mask, better than out of the water hibiscus, holy incomparable, skin racing snow.

Wilfred felt honored that Jessica looked like this, and he had the privilege of seeing it twice, both times under fortuitous and unexpected circumstances.

Wilfred knew that Jessica and Lorenzo had divorced and did not want to suppress his feelings any longer, his big hand gently covered Jessica’s delicate cheek.

Jessica flinched in fear and reacted by jerking away from Wilfred, her eyes alert.

Lorenzo was watching what was happening in front of him from a short distance in the dark.

It’s Wilfred again!

Jessica is like an angel frightened by a mortal, a panicked look, I see.

Lorenzo’s heart is clearly divided, grandmother in order to test his reaction, looking for a girl who looks like Jessica, but a fake is ultimately a fake, just like Jessica, can only be Jessica, irreplaceable.

It doesn’t inspire the feeling he wants at all.

Jessica took a step back and Wilfred pressed a step closer.

Jessica froze in place, unable to figure out what Wilfred was up to.

In the middle of his thoughts, Wilfred pushed Jessica into the room.

Boom!

The door to the hotel suite, thrown shut by Wilfred, isolates Lorenzo’s view.

One step sharply, a timid retreat, people infinite reverie.

“Mr. Fletcher, the card you asked for.”

Levi nodded respectfully and presented the card with both hands.

“Do you think … the two of them, in the hotel room, will have any uncontrollable stories?”

Lorenzo spoke coldly, his eyes fixed on the closed door.