His Precious Love

Right then, Wyatt’s phone rang.

Taking it out, he glanced at the screen. A frown marred his countenance, but he quickly reverted to his usual expression. He did not answer the call and put the phone back into his pocket. “I need to be away for a few days. Do me a favor; drop by Zenisan Villa tomorrow and help me take a look at Jessica.”

“I knew it. You’re still together with her.” Jeremy sighed.

He had guessed as much when he noticed something wrong with Wyatt’s mood earlier.

He questioned, “Is it related to Hausen’s CEO?”

Seeing Wyatt remain silent, Jeremy shook his head and chided, “Wyatt, you’ve handled this matter too recklessly. You could have gathered some evidence and sent them to prison first. After that, you can find someone inside to deal with them.”

“It won’t be easy to touch them once they’re inside.”

“Even if that’s the case, you could have settled it more discreetly.” Jeremy’s face was filled with worry. “You caused five deaths in one go. Furthermore, Hausen is the main pillar of Yeringham’s GDP growth. The authorities will definitely get to the bottom of this.”

“I had Cillian take care of it. He leaves no trace, so nobody will find out anything,” Wyatt nonchalantly replied and took the bottle of red wine back from Jeremy’s hand, gulping down a few mouthfuls.

“Argh, I don’t know what to do with you!” Jeremy gave up. “Does Jessica know about this?”

Wyatt did not answer.

“Don’t tell me you’re imprisoning her in the house?”

Wyatt continued to keep silent.

Judging from Wyatt’s expression, Jeremy knew he had guessed correctly.

Jeremy furrowed his brows lightly. As he was about to say something, Wyatt placed the empty bottle on the refrigerator.

Despite consuming a large amount of alcohol, Wyatt’s eyes remained bright while his face only had a tinge of redness. “Jeremy, remember to go to Zenisan Villa tomorrow. I’m going off now.”

“I’m a researcher, not a doctor! D*mn it!” Jeremy yelled loudly at Wyatt as the latter walked out. “Can’t you find a private doctor to go over?”

by shutting the door behind

the countless beer cans on the floor. He

bottles of my most treasured red wine are gone too!

her body and looked more desolate than before. Therefore, Gianna concluded that

each other, it was

with Jessica out of the way—she would have Wyatt all to herself, and she could finally hold her head high within her group of superficial friends. She could not help but smile in her sleep as she thought

a good mood. She put on a

opportunity and called her informant, Heidi, over to give her a

you, Ms. Gianna.” Heidi was all smiles when she saw

seemed to recall something and asked Heidi

note her ovulatory phase. It seems like he wants her to get pregnant. I don’t think

Gianna’s eyes. She thought so as

took her so much effort to finally destroy the relationship between Jessica and Wyatt. If Jessica were

willing to

a plan and whispered to Heidi, “Go to my bedroom and take a contraceptive pill from one of the drawers. Smash it into powder and mix with milk, then serve it

can’t do that, Ms. Gianna.” Distress filled Heidi’s

sure she’s not willing to get pregnant, so we’re simply doing her a favor. All right, do as I say. All you need to do is to serve her the milk. It’s up to her to decide if she wants to drink it. You don’t need to feel guilty

the task. At the same time, she was tempted by the money. After a moment of hesitation, she nodded her head firmly. “I’ll serve the milk. What happens

could trust you with it.” A faint smile

brought it up

finished her breakfast. Standing up, she stretched her back, preparing to head upstairs and lie on the bed for a little while more. She had arranged for a

to head upstairs, the

to open

York. Wyatt sent me

the name. Could it be

her head and looked toward the door. The figure at the door was a

Lopez is acquainted with the renowned researcher Jeremy

to her and said, “Ms. Gianna, this is Mr. Lopez’s friend. He says he’s here

shock as she looked at the man in front of her, who was exuding an air

nodded lightly

the way. I’ll leave right