Oliver's Substitute Bride (Oliver and Jessica)

Chapter 237

Jessica found that ever since her grandmother told her not to socialize with Ian, she was off-color.

That was why she called grandma's nurse over to figure out the reason.

Sure enough, something happened.

Ian spent most of his time with Jessica in the hospital and driving Oliver's rolls-Royce phantom through

the streets of Birmingham.

He came with a professional camera and wanted to take photos of Birmingham's new features and

show them to his father when he went back.

One day, he had just come back from the tour when he received a call from his father.

"Master, what can I do for you at this time?" Ian called him as others did.

"Come back to Europe immediately. You're not allowed to go back to Birmingham alone! How many

times have I told you not to go back? You still went secretly behind my back."

"I came here to see what you look like and help you find your roots. Why are you scolding me?"

"Come back tomorrow."

Ian was about to say something else when the phone had already hung up.

He knew his father well. In the past, he never had any objection wherever he went. Birmingham,

however, seemed to be a taboo.

His father had never mentioned anything about Birmingham.

The reason why Ian knew that his father was from Birmingham was that he secretly rummaged through

his safe and found some documents from it before he knew his father's hometown.

However, from his father's tone on the phone just now, he realized he must go back now.

The next morning, Ian went to the hospital to say goodbye to Jessica.

Jessica asked the nurse to buy some Birmingham specialties for Ian.

She showed some reluctance to Ian's sudden departure.

Her grandma was relieved to hear that Ian had left Birmingham.

She was glad that they wouldn't meet each other in the future.

She didn't want them to be involved in the grudges of the past life between the elder generation.

Since they couldn't be friends, there was no need to get close from the beginning, lest their relationship

became weird if everything was clear.

...

Sally went back to Lambola City a while ago and had just returned to Birmingham.

When she heard that Jessica was in the hospital, she came to see her with Martin.

"Jessica, it's been a while. I miss you so much," said Sally.

Not knowing what to do in the room, Martin chatted with Jessica's doctor in the living room about her

current condition.

"Sally, thank you for coming to see me." Jessica said, "Looks like you and Martin are on the right track."

"No, I brought him here to see if he can be helpful," Sally said.

"In the hospital, everything is available at any time. If anything goes wrong, I'll give birth to the child

immediately. If it weren't for the fact that I was afraid it would affect her normal development, I really

wanted to give birth to her right now."

"Just listen to the doctor."

Sally also received Lambert's wedding invitation at that time, but she refused with the excuse of going

to see her parents.

Because she knew that this was not something Jessica was willing to do.

Of course, Sally took advantage of this time to go home once.

She just didn't expect Lambert to become someone she didn't know.

Sally used to be Lambert's art manager and they were quite close.

Ever since Lambert became the president of the Williams Group, they drifted apart gradually.

She secretly blamed Lambert for not caring about Jessica at all.

She used to believe that Lambert was more reliable than Oliver and was a trustworthy person, but she

didn't expect that she was wrong.

Obviously, Sally heard from Martin about Oliver's current situation and was very anxious about the two

of them.

She asked with a casual air, "Oliver has been busy lately. Maybe he's too busy. After a while, he'll come Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

to see you when he figures things out."

Jessica smiled, "You don't have to persuade me like this. I remember everything now, about the past."

"Then what's your plan?" Sally didn't know whether Jessica really moved on or she was pretending

something.

"Well, I just want to go to the countryside with my grandma and the kid to live a peaceful life."

She was too tired, trying to stay away from all this mess.

"No matter what decision you make, I will support you."

Sally felt that Jessica had suffered a lot from Oliver and Lambert. It might not be a bad thing if she lived

in the countryside.

"Well, thank you." Jessica said with a smile, "You'd better go back early. Martin probably can't wait.

We've been talking for too long."

Sally wanted to stay a little longer, but she still took her to leave afraid that Jessica would be tired from

talking too long.

Sally and Martin came out of the elevator.

"Go back to the hospital yourself. I'm going home," Sally said.

Martin smiled, "You haven't been back to Birmingham for a long time. Come on, don't stay at home

alone. Why don't I come to your place to warm up your room?"

"I'm not moving. I don't need that." Sally pressed the car key.

"How about warming the bed?"

"Jerk."

Sally got into the driver's seat, and Martin got into the passenger seat.

"None of you men are good. You've seen how haggard Jessica is now. Oliver used to show his great

interest to her. At the critical moment, he doesn't care about her at all."

Sally felt sorry for Jessica.

"You don't understand what a man thinks. Oliver doesn't express his feelings, unlike me. So pay more

attention to my strength instead of picking on me."

"I'm talking about Oliver. Why is it on you again?"

"Don't worry about Jessica. Just think about yourself."

"Gee, why?" Sally didn't think so.

"You think I don't know. You went on a lot of blind dates this time in Lambola City. Am I right?"

Sally glanced at Martin. "Stay out of my business."

When she got upstairs, Sally found that the room she hadn't lived in for a long time needed to be

cleaned up.

"I don't want you to warm the house this time. I want you to clean the house. Is it okay?"

"It was great that you accepted my suggestion just now, but I don't feel liking doing it now."

"Then f*ck off."

"There's one more thing I haven't done. I can't leave now."

"What are you doing?"

"You asked me to f*ck..." As Martin spoke, he picked Sally up and walked into the bedroom. "Let's

finish f*cking before talking about something else."