The Unexpected Marriage

She couldn't find anywhere in the city that she could live a peaceful life. After a brief moment of frustration, she rolled up her sleeves and picked up her resume to look for a job.

"Please wait for a moment." The girl at the front desk politely called someone. Then she nodded at Joan and led her to a small meeting room to wait. She poured a cup of tea for Joan politely. Compared to the previous few companies, this one was kind to employees, Joan was full of fondness.

In this way, their boss must be excellent too. She might succeed this time.

Feeling bored, she began to browse the works displayed on the bookshelf. She also felt familiar with the name of the company's owner, but she couldn't remember where she had seen the name.

While she was thinking about this, the door of the meeting room was pushed open and a man, who was about her father's age, walked in. Joan stood up to greet him, and was suddenly touched by a pair of big hands. "Joan, it's you You were released? "

"You are Uncle Fred?" The old man had become the major shareholder of the Gu Company when it was prospering. He was the best among shareholders. Occasionally, he would come to her house to have tea with her father.

Since the Gu Company was closed, Fred must have had a hard time for a long time. Fortunately, he had his own company now. Joan thought, 'Maybe this is what good people get.'

"Joan, are you looking for a job?" He asked.

"Yes, Uncle Fred." Joan smiled, "I'm back."

Speaking of this, she sighed softly. "I'm back, but dad is gone, Gu Company is gone, and I'm divorced. It seems that the whole world abandoned me."

old, and he wasn't as daring and timid as he was when he was young. But right now, Joan, who used to be fearless, had been put in a

of the past, he said mysteriously and seriously, "Joan, be careful of your

Fred's words, Joan asked, trying to compose

collapse. When I

take care of

consciousness, Joan heard this

thought that she was so tired

her hand was so cold that she shrank a little, trying

as she moved her lips, the harsh pain pulled at her nerves. She could imagine that her lips must have been cracked, and the salty and bloody smell

left hand to fetch a glass of water

bit more. However, due to her force, the whole cabinet slid far away and as a

been torn off, and the bottle of glass bottle had also fallen to the ground. It seemed that she had been unlucky recently. Regardless of the remaining blood drops on the back of her hand, she climbed over and picked up the glass that

thought that the nurse who came in to ask about what had happened. So Joan still squatted down, turned her back to the nurse and said, "I'm okay. The infusion is about to finish. I'm sorry

are you so unlucky every time I see

cold voice came from behind Joan. She felt a chill down her spine. The voice was not from Darren, but from him!

did he know that she was

said in a quiet tone, "Scott, you have a great business. How could you have time to care about my

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