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!

duck. The two of them had fought for a full

her fists. “If this

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

back to

head was raised as she stared at him with her cold, sharp eyes. On

he had acted on impulse and

moment, the girl’s soft and tender lips

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

enough

Ten minutes later.

shoulder back into place. When he saw how Justin couldn’t exert much force, he couldn’t help but find himself a little

you up, Mr.

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

always just been treating Pete and Justin’s mother whenever they were unwell. This was the very first time he was treating Justin in

he secretly regretted his actions. He shouldn’t be asking 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

such a question, would Mr. Hunt get mad

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

beauty mark at his eye that usually exuded a chilly and ruthless aura actually even seemed to be shimmering

mood, even replied to his question from just now, “It was worth the

The family doctor, “…”

who actually liked being

wasn’t a

he prescribe him some

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

and glossy hair was spread out behind her. Her small pert nose made

of her because they couldn’t help but

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

Justin, “…”

up the covers for her.

time ago. He would never have done all those things that were no different from slapping himself

sofa again.

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The next day.