Chapter <b>102 </b>
Michael, flustered, followed closely behind her.
He ced the item he was holding on the table and walked with Jessica to the sofa, sitting down beside her.
Instinctively, he looked around. There was no sign of Chris in the house–seemed the two of them were still at odds.
With that thought in mind, Michael felt much more at ease.
If Jessica was still upset over his scandal, it meant she still cared about him.
Chris was bound to be eliminated eventually.
“Please don’t be mad,” Michael pleaded. “It was just a rumor. She only came to my ce to visit Jordan. Didn’t Jordan get into a car ident a while ago? She hasn’t recovered yet. And since thepany needed publicity, I asked her toe help look after the child to fuel the gossip.”
The exnation felt weak and unconvincing.
Michael did have feelings for Jessica, and he was determined to win her over.
But unfortunately… Michael was a man.
And worse, a man with typical ws.
In ancient times, men could have multiple wives.
In modern times, men could openly cheat and still feel justified.
To Michael, since he and Jessica weren’t legally married, anything he did with other women was technically allowed.
So w nnifer sent Jessica the video from inside the bedroom, she felt Michael’s hypocrisy had
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<b>Jus</b>…ninutes earlier, he had imed it was only fabricated rumor, saying they had never event spent the night in the same room<b>, </b>never even made eye contact.
Yet the next moment, the two of them entered the bathroom together.
Of course, the reason the news had spread so quickly was because Jessica had also helped fuel the gossip.
The more explosive the scandal became, the more innocent” she and Michael appeared to the public.
“Really?” Jessica tilted her head with feigned curiosity. “You two really had nothing going on?”
Michael said, “Of course! You already know the truth. I’ve only ever loved you in this life–who else could I love?”
Inside the room, Chris listened to those words and couldn’t help but find it hrious.
He felt like his life had be a soap opera.
He knew Jessica and Michael were putting on a show.
What amused him was that Michael’s words–those same derations of love–he himself had once said, but with sincerity.
He had truly loved Jessica, and had only ever loved her.
But Michael? He didn’t believe that for a second.
After all, he had also seen the videos–generously shared with him by Jessica herself.
Chris sat on the bed in the bedroom, watching Michael pledge his loyalty outside, uttering those grand promises, while he–her legal husband… no, ex–husband–hid in the room like a secret lover.
What kind of life was that?.
Who said it wasn’t entertaining?
Chris suddenly understood the phrase. There is endless joy in battling with people.
Michael lingered for quite a while before finally leaving, thinking he had smoothed things over with Jessica.
He even made her drink some soup before receiving a call from thepany and rushing off in a hurry.
Jessica immediately ran to the bathroom and threw up the soup she had just consumed.
Then, v
dexpression<b>, </b>she began scrubbing her hands.
When C. pened the door and walked out, she was still washing her hands.
The backs of her hands were bright red from the water.
The tap was running fast, and the bathroom was quiet—only the sounds of her movements could be heard.
“It’s okay, You’re clean now<i>. </i>You’re the most innocent girl in the world, Jessica.”
Chris hugged her from behind and turned off the tag
Jessica lifted her head, and their eyes met in the mirror.
Chris saw her eyes, bloodshot with unshed tears still hanging in hershes.
One by one, they began to fall.
“I know the Hall family was involved in my father’s death,” she said softly. “But I still have to put on an act in front of Michael.”
“I’m afraid… my dad will be disappointed in me when he sees me in the heavens.”