Contract Marriage With The Disabled CEO

Chapter 18 You Think I Still Got Feelings For You?

“A misunderstanding?” Betty’s words completely angered Jeffrey. He suddenly raised his tone and tightened his hold on Betty’s hand, “What have I misunderstood? I know what you’re doing here. Having seen the broke young man you knew two years ago is rich and the editor-in-chief now, you regretted it. So you’ve come here to tell me that it was a misunderstanding?”

Jeffrey’s eyes were burning with anger. He grabbed her jaw with one hand and pulled Betty’s face towards himself. “I’m telling you, Betty. I’m not that foolish anymore!”

Seeing the look on the most familiar face he had ever known full of resentment and hostility now, she only felt shocked and heartbroken.

She wanted to explain, but when she opened her mouth, the words just wouldn’t come out.

And what was there to explain anyway?

If Jeffrey had really believed in her, he wouldn’t have left without even asking her a single question!

So at the end of the day, from the bottom of his heart, he had long believed she was a gold-digging woman who would sell herself for money.

Besides, even if he chose to believe her, then what?

She was a married woman now and no longer the Betty White she had been in the past. She couldn’t just change what had happened…

With that in her mind, Betty held back the tears in her eyes and took a deep breath, then she looked up suddenly.

“Jeffrey,” she spoke in a low voice, her tone calm and composed. “You are right. What happened back then is exactly as you know. But you’ve got one thing wrong about me. I have no intention of having anything to do with you now, whether you’re an EIC or a CEO. I have nothing to do with it.”

The moment she finished her words, Betty felt Jeffrey’s hand tighten its grip on her jaw.

But the next second, he suddenly shoved her away.

Betty stumbled and held herself up by keeping against the wall. She looked up and saw Jeffrey looking at herself coldly. The disdain and disgust in his eyes stung her deeply.

It is better

throat and spitted out, “If Mr. Martin has nothing else to be done, I’ll be leaving

didn’t dare to take another look

the magazine. And when she came downstairs, she

she realized it was pouring outside. And as luck would have it, she had left her umbrella in the

her umbrella, even

a coward

Betty had intended to take a taxi, but it was rush hour. And with the rain seeming to never stop, it was just hard to find a taxi, even with Uber.

dragging her wet body all the way out of the subway station with the hope that the rain

taxi, so she could only stand there waiting

a stormy night like this, she lost the most

she had thought would stay

felt two years ago, like some kind of slimy crawling creature, crept upon her

her shoulders. She squatted down and curled

Cold…

It was really cold…

cold, just like that night two years

saw a wheelchair appear in front of her, and

saw Kerwin in front of her, with

curtain of rain blurred his handsome face, and

like a god from

sadness in

Betty’s eyelashes trembled slightly.

Kerwin?

ground and asked with a trace of anger he didn’t even notice

then did Betty