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!

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, thereby taking her revenge

at him coldly and clenched her fists. “If

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

thought back to the

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

hold back, he had acted on impulse and kissed

only a brief moment, the girl’s soft and

again, a

enough for his

Ten minutes later.

family doctor came over to pop his shoulder back into place. When he saw how Justin couldn’t exert much force, he

beat you up,

in the whole of the United

always just been treating Pete and Justin’s mother whenever they were unwell.

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 never said anything more than

a

doctor observed Justin carefully while he kneaded his shoulder. However, not only was the man not annoyed,

his eye that usually exuded a chilly and ruthless

to his question from just now,

The family doctor, “…”

who actually liked being beaten

his boss wasn’t a closet masochist,

some medicine

popped back into place, Justin started walking back to Cherry’s ward while moving his shoulder. As expected, he saw that the woman was still there. She had fallen asleep on

spread

thin she was, it made one want to protect and take care of her because they couldn’t help but feel that she

first—she was sleeping soundly with her little mouth open and was even talking in her sleep. She mumbled, “Stinky Daddy! How dare

Justin, “…”

let out a soft chuckle and pulled up the covers for her. Then,

would have been delirious with joy a long time ago. He would never have done all those

on the sofa again. Then, he took off his jacket, walked over, and

—

The next day.