The Enigmatic Return (Nancy’s And Roxanne )

Chapter 1323

She was both pleasantly surprised and astonished by his thorough preparation.

“You thought about so much in such a short time?”

Jean was strolling aimlessly with her, a slight smile playing on his lips.

“Of course, this is for you, so naturally, I’ll do my best until the end. I was thinking, when the time comes for us to have our wedding, we could also do it here if you like it.”

Coincidentally, just as Neera was immersing herself in the delightful scenery here, she had the same thought.

A wave of sweetness welled up in her heart as though she had plunged into a jar of honey. Her heart danced and bounded with delight.

Just as the thought of their wedding filled her with joy, happiness spreading from the depths of her heart, the untimely vibration of her phone disrupted the warm and sweet atmosphere.

Neera was worried about something happening to the Gordon family, so she didn’t dare to ignore it and quickly answered the call.

However, the subsequent words abruptly altered the color of her face.

“How could this happen? Okay, okay, I understand. I’ll rush back immediately.”

Upon hearing that she had to return, Jean also realized that it wasn’t going to be something pleasant.

Before he could ask, Neera hung up the call. While pulling him in the opposite direction, she quickly explained the situation, “Mr. Cox encountered an unexpected incident while taking over the Jagger family. He was hit by a stealth weapon and is now unconscious. Violet brought him back, saying that the weapon was poisoned. Mr. Cox is deeply poisoned now, barely clinging to life, and there’s a high chance he might not make it. I need to rush back immediately to check on him.”

Jean was slightly taken aback. “Is it that serious?”

“Yeah. I’ve never heard Violet sound so distressed before. The situation must be pretty serious. Luckily, we’re not too far away.”

The two of them walked briskly and finally arrived at the dock.

Once aboard the ferry, Neera didn’t feel like sitting idly in the cabin. Instead, she stood on the deck, leaning against the railing, gazing at the shimmering sea surface reflecting the sunlight.

Jean brought her a cup of coffee, standing shoulder to shoulder with her.

you worried?” he asked.

nodding. “Yes. If Mr. Cox’s life wasn’t in danger, Violet wouldn’t be so eager to call me back. The Cox family’s involvement in this

silently gazing at the

quiet again, but Neera’s mind had trouble calming down.

her head to look at Jean,

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look at

his lips and gently caressed her face.

I wanted to bring you here to relax and ease your mind, but it didn’t work out. Once you’re done with the Gordon family’s affairs, we should leave this place as soon as possible. I want you to return to a normal

expect him to say such a thing. A whirlwind of emotions swirled

me, but we haven’t even finished touring the island, and now we have to rush back to deal

hint of helplessness filled Jean’s

now

this. But I know that in your heart, it’s only me that matters. So, everything else is not important. I’ll say it again. I will continue to support you as I always have. Moreover, I am more than

feeling of helplessness and uncertainty had vanished without a trace.

was continuously pouring into her heart, flowing through her blood, and spreading

arms around his waist, burying her face in his chest. She took a deep, deep breath, savoring the unique, refreshing

longer under anyone’s control or threat, let’s leave

holding her close, his

to go back to the Gordon residence but instead went directly- to

were anxious. Seeing her was like seeing their savior.

finally here! Please, save Mr. Cox. He’s on the brink

into Avery’s room and saw the man

no different from a dying man. His face was as pale as paper, devoid of any color. His breathing was shallow and sporadic, his

was by his bedside, staring at him blankly, constantly shaking

hidden the sweets you bought for

how much she called out, Avery didn’t make a single move and merely lay there

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it would be hard not to suspect that he was actually dead.