She Becomes Glamorous After The Engagement Annulment

Chapter 143: What’s Your Relationship With Mr. Hunt, Ms. Smith?

Joel stopped abruptly in his tracks, a touch of surprise forming in his upturned eyes.

Justin Hunt was with Nora Smith?

What was the relationship between the two of them?

Suddenly, the people inside seemingly noticed the movement outside, and Justin’s razor-sharp gaze penetrated through the window.

Joel quickly stepped backward and hid to the side. He didn’t look inside anymore. However, he could hear violent thuds and thumps coming from within. There were sounds of their bodies hitting the wall, as well as muffled grunts from colliding against each other. He could also hear gasps in between…

The intense activity made even Joel blush.

He took another step back and slipped away quietly as if he was afraid that they would discover him. Now, that would be awkward.

.

The last time he could remember hearing such children-inappropriate sounds was back when he was still with Tanya five years ago. As for Hillary, it was because he had been drunk one night. He clearly remembered that the person he was with in bed was Tanya, yet when he woke up, it became Hillary instead…

In his memories, he had never slept with Hillary before.

Not in the past, let alone during the last five years.

Joel didn’t continue going to the ward in front but returned to Ian’s ward instead.

—

In the stairwell.

With her leg blocked, Nora’s fist came into play. Spying an opening, she threw a punch at his left shoulder.

After succeeding, she finally ended the fight and took a step back, pulling away from him. She said coldly, “Mr. Hunt, please keep an appropriate distance from me.”

Justin held his shoulder. From the look of it, his injury seemed pretty serious. He gave her a wry smile and said, “You seem to be the one who approached me first, Ms. Smith…”

Nora was still pulling a long face. Her gaze was sharp and her eyes misty from anger. The tips of her ears were also a little red.

She was only planning to teach Justin a small lesson just now, but the moment they finished talking and she let go of him, he immediately reached out and held her by her waist, bringing her toward him. Then, he leaned down and kissed her… Kissed her…

Damn it!

the very next moment. Unfortunately, the man had the audacity to actually duck. The two of them had fought for a full ten minutes before she finally found an opening and hit him,

her fists. “If this ever happens again, Mr. Hunt,

pushed the door to the stairwell open and left at once, leaving Justin there as

to the

girl’s head was raised as she stared at him with her cold, sharp eyes. On her small, palm-sized face were a pair of delicate

he had acted on impulse

brief moment, the girl’s soft and tender lips lingered in his memory even

his dislocated left shoulder again, a smile suddenly appeared at the corners

wild enough

Ten minutes later.

he saw how Justin couldn’t exert much force,

beat you up,

were only a few people in New York—in fact, in the whole of the United States—who could beat Justin

mother whenever they were unwell. This was the very first time he

that much about his employer’s affairs, especially when it was about Justin. On the surface, the man seemed like the head of the Hunts. However, he knew his identity was by no means simple. He

had suddenly asked such a question,

while he kneaded his shoulder. However, not only was the man not annoyed, but the corners of his

chilly and ruthless aura actually

mood, even replied to his

The family doctor, “…”

there people who

his boss wasn’t a closet

him some

to Cherry’s ward while moving his shoulder. As expected, he saw that the woman was still there.

eyes were closed, and her long silky and glossy hair was spread out behind

one want to protect and take care of her because they couldn’t help but feel that

mouth open and was even talking in her sleep. She mumbled, “Stinky Daddy! How

Justin, “…”

chuckle and pulled up the covers for her. Then, he heaved a

daughter, he would have been delirious with joy a long time ago. He would never have

he looked at the woman on the sofa again. Then, he took off his jacket, walked

—

The next day.