Female NovelChapter 3019 He had come prepared to coax her, but he hadn't expected such determination from Jessie this time.
Albert, however, was not one to Linger.
He quickly adjusted his demeanor, offering a faint smile. “Very well.
If that's your decision, let's part ways amicably.” After all, Albert was open-winded.
Jessie was different from others. She hailed from a respectable family and had spent over two years with Albert. He had gifted her a villa worth over two hundred million dollars and two top-of — the-line sports cars, which she had accepted without reservation.
She wasn't lacking in such luxuries, but given that they were gifts from Albert, she accepted his Books Chapters Are Daily Updated Join & Stay Updated for All Books Updates...Contents belong to NovelDrama.Org
kindness graciously.
Anyway, it was not a big deal.
Eagles.
She thought it was childish and foolish to shed any tears and leave with nothing when breaking up with a man. And Melissa was that kind of foolish woman! As Albert prepared to depart after their encounter, Jessie raised her chin, asking pointedly, “Aren't you going to take your things with you?” Albert straightened his shirt in front of the mirror, nonchalantly replying, “No. If you don't want them, toss them out” With a curt nod, Jessie agreed. “Fine.” Before leaving, Albert approached the bed and planted a gentle ki*s on her lips.
Internally, Jessie cursed under her breath, frustrated by the situation.
Meanwhile, Melissa didn't return to work.
Instead, she spent the afternoon in a park, only heading home as the moon ascended in the sky.
The aroma of cooking filled the winter evening, making it feel cozy.
After stepping out of the taxi, Melissa made her way to the gate to the entrance of her apartment building.
Simultaneously, she saw a white Bentley parked in front of the building, the same one Melissa had returned to the Fowler Group. At the sight of the car, Melissa paused for a moment, her thoughts racing. Approaching the vehicle, she peered inside, but found it empty.
A sinking feeling settled in her chest as she speculated that Marcus might be at her place.
Standing in the fading twilight, Melissa deliberated for a while before finally ascending the stairs. As she pushed open the door, the sound of Matthew's laughter and Marcus’ comforting voice drifted out from the main bedroom.
Julie emerged from the kitchen, a spatula in hand, her expression awkward.
“Mr. Fowler has been here since noon,” Julie informed her. “Hes been playing with Matthew this whole time.” Nodding, Melissa changed into her indoor shoes and Julie, sensing something amiss, asked, “What's wrong, Melissa? Did you and Mr. Fowler have a quarrel?”