Contract Marriage With The Disabled CEO

Chapter 97 Betty, I’m Sorry.

“It is likely to happen.” The man at the desk answered respectfully.

“No. We can’t let it happen.” Henry’s face was distorted with rage. He thought for a while, and said, “Well, I’ll figure out a way to hold Kerwin back tomorrow, and you try to think of a way to deal with the woman

Betty.”

The man frowned. “Mr. Martin, why don’t you find a way to kill Kerwin?”

“I did think about that,” Henry sneered. “But you know how much the old man cares about him. Ten years ago, he nearly turned Chicago inside out when that kidnapping case happened. So we’d better not do any harm to Kerwin. But with Betty, things will be different. She’s just an outsider. Even if anybody finds out what we do, the old man won’t do anything to us.”

“Got it.”

“Also,” something suddenly occurred to Henry, and he looked gloomy. “Don’t let Jeffrey know about this.”

Hearing this, the man twinkled his eyes and said, “No problem.”

“You can go now.”

“Yes, sir.”

The next day when Betty went to the magazine office, she received a message from Kerwin not long after she worked. Her husband told her he had to go on a business trip and reminded her to to apply fresh dressing for her wound and take good care of herself.

She typed “I know” and sent the message before she continued her work.

The deadline for the press was around the corner, so people in the whole office were

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constantly on the run. They worked overtime for quite some time to finish their work.

Betty was among the group who left the office the latest. It was already past mid-night.

Unfortunately, it seemed that there was a concert being held in the stadium next to the magazine office. So the traffic jam made it worse for her. It was hard to get a cab.

Everyone decided to share a taxi home. But when asked where she lived, Betty remained

silent.

She didn’t want to tell everyone that she lived in the most luxurious villa in the city.

She smiled awkwardly and told the others that her husband was already on his way to pick her up and asked them to leave first.

Hearing this, her colleagues shouted enviously, “that’s so nice!” By and by, they got in the cab and went home. Soon, Betty

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at the gate of the

and waited, but there was no taxi at all. Not even one after waiting for twenty minutes. The car-hailing app

no one else

to

next vehicle that came in front of her

saw the man

of the sports car, her

turn around and left

man opened the door swiftly

caught her up.

what are you

and

looked a bit helpless. Yet he still opened the car door and said, “Get

but

“husband”, which incurred a deep resignation in Jeffrey’s eyes. “Betty, you don’t have to do this to irritate me. I know Kerwin and my

on business

on business to deal with family affairs. She looked embarrassed, but

time? Come on, you don’t have to feel stressed. I’ll do nothing other than take you home. Even if the person

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without any

saw that Betty didn’t move at all and he became so furious that

let go of

at a particularly embarrassing stage. Every time she recognized that Jeffrey still had feelings

not break away from

with the key in his hand. He got in the car himself and started at the fastest speed. It

him with a grudge,

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kept

knew what was good and he didn’t say anything else to Betty.

a sigh of relief, and said nothing other than a terse “thank you” and

the way, suddenly grabbed her wrist

by his frenetic act. Her eyes were widened with shock and she warned him, “What are you

in Betty’s defensive look, Jeffrey felt a slight injury at the bottom

whispered, “I’m sorry,

was stunned because she

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would say so and stared at

me most.” Jeffrey looked at her straight into the eye