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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left alone, waiting at the gate of

after waiting for twenty minutes. The car-hailing app didn’t

had no one else to ask for help

to

next vehicle that came in front of her was not a taxi.

saw the man behind

sports car, her

turn around and

opened the

caught her up.

are

to stop and turn to him. “Yes,

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

“Thank you, but my husband will

word “husband”, which incurred a deep resignation in Jeffrey’s eyes. “Betty, you don’t have to do

on business these

with family affairs. She looked embarrassed, but she still refused to get into the

get yourself a taxi at such a time? Come on, you don’t have to feel stressed. I’ll do nothing other than take you home. Even if

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ride without

so furious that he grabbed her arm and dragged her

let go

him at that time, let alone their relationship was at a particularly embarrassing stage. Every time she recognized that Jeffrey still

no matter how hard she struggled, she could not break away from

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

at him with a grudge, but

Betty,

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solution. So she kept silent all

he didn’t say anything else to Betty. He only drove her back to her

Betty took a sigh of relief, and said nothing other than a terse “thank

all the way, suddenly

widened with shock

felt a slight injury at the bottom

he whispered, “I’m

was stunned because

Chapter you

would say so

you needed me most.” Jeffrey looked at her straight