Chapter 21 I Will Treat Her Well


    Tears streamed down her face all of a sudden and fell on Sean''s shoulder, soon wetting arge area.


    Sean was a tall man. He was only eighteen years old, but a head taller than her. She was held tightly


    by him and couldn''t see his face, so she didn''t see the depressed expression on his face.


    "Sean... Sean. " Sobbed Joy.


    "I''m sorry, Sean."


    His hands froze. Sean knew that he couldn''t persuade Joy to stay, but he didn''t want to let her go,


    neither did he want to. But the reality force him to give it up.


    Even though he was reluctant to part with her, he still let go of her and looked at Joy with a smile. Only


    he knew how much pain and forbearance the smile was.


    "Sister, since you have made up your mind, you can leave now. I don''t want you to be embarrassed. I


    As he spoke, Sean reached out his hand to touch her head and continued, "Don''t cry. My sister has


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    always been the strongest and the most beautiful. Look at you, you are like the little kitten at home


    now."


    Joy smiled through tears. She was not like thezy and greedy kitten at all.


    She was gratified that the little boy who used to run after her had be so sensible and learned to


    "Joy!" Jimmy''s cold voice came from behind. They turned around and looked at Jimmy leaning against


    the car.


    Jimmy got more and more impatient.


    "Mr. Go, I hope you can treat my sister well and don''t make her sad. If you make her sad one day, I will


    try my best to take her away."


    Jimmy raised his eyebrows and didn''t say anything. He pulled Joy beside him and pushed her into the


    passenger seat. He bowed his head and buttoned up his suit jacket before looking up at him


    indifferently. "Don''t worry. I will treat her well.


    Jimmy stressed the word "well" on purpose. Then he got on the car and started the car without looking


    at Sean again.


    In the rearview mirror, the figure of Sean slowly became smaller and smaller until he disappeared.


    Perhaps Sean''s love for Joy could be hidden from the world, but it couldn''t be hidden from Jimmy. They


    had the same feelings deep in their hearts, but the former had found out, and thetter was still


    deceiving himself.


    As soon as they arrived at the vi, the car stopped. Before Joy unfastened her seat belt, Jimmy got


    out of the car and mmed the door. Then he walked into the vi without looking back. He didn''t even


    look at Joy next to him.


    Looking at the direction he disappeared, Joy was dumbfounded that the narrow-minded man just didn''t


    carry her luggage.


    Despite herints, Joy got out of the car, pulled down the suitcase from the back seat, closed the


    door, and walked towards the door.


    When they entered the vi, Joy looked around, but didn''t see Jimmy. She couldn''t help but feel a little


    angry. What did he mean by asking her to move to the vi, but he didn''t make it clear where she lived.


    If she lived with such a cold man, she might be awakened by his coldness in the middle of the night,


    and she might suffer from inmed joints.


    There were only a few maids cleaning the living room. Joy walked up to one of the maids and wanted


    to ask her if Jimmy was upstairs, but she just walked to her. Before she could say anything, the maid


    ignored her and left.


    "Hello, Madam! I''m the butler of this vi. What can I do for you? " When Joy was about to ask a maid


    who was wiping the ss window, an old voice came from behind her.


    Joy turned around and saw the man. He was about more than 50 years old, wearing a suit and full of


    spirit.


    Seeing that Joy was looking at him up and down, he slightly bent down and nodded to her. He showed


    great respect for her, but for some reason, Joy felt that his respect was not enough, and even a little


    hate.


    Joy shook her head secretly. How could it be possible? She must have thought too much. It was the


    first time they met. How could the Butler hate her for no reason?


    "Madam, Mr. Go asked me to move your luggage to the bedroom." The Butler''s words interrupted her


    thoughts. Before she could respond, a man in ck took the suitcase in her hand and went upstairs.


    Since her luggage had been moved away, Joy didn''t say anything more. She nodded to the butler and


    followed the man in ck.


    When she walked all the way to the door of Jimmy''s bedroom, she saw the man in ck open the door


    and put down his luggage, and then leave. Joy was depressed.


    She knew that Jimmy wouldn''t let her stay in a bedroom alone.


    Until she put down her luggage and sorted out the bedroom, Jimmy still didn''t show up. She didn''t


    know what he was busy with.


    Today was supposed to be working day, but since thepany had been merged sessfully, the


    boss was happy. He not only invited the employees to dinner, but also specially gave them two days


    off, so today Joy didn''t have to work.


    However, there were also some employees who voluntarily gave up the two days'' holiday and chose to


    continue to work overtime toplete the tasks piled up before, and Amy was one of them.


    She and Amy had worked in the same newspaper for many years. Amy was a little cold and seldom


    talked to others, so she had no friends in thepany.


    Joy didn''t dare to say anything to Amy. Joy could only say that there was something useful about


    works. In the first one or two years when they worked together, Joy didn''t talk to her many times, but


    sometimes Joy felt it was a coincidence. They were often arranged to carry out tasks together, so they


    were naturally familiar with each other.


    But Joy forgot to put away the unfinished document on the table since she went out to have fun with


    her collegesst time. She took out her phone and called Amy.


    After a short while, the phone was connected. The sound of fingers typing on the keyboard and the


    sound of paper turning were transmitted to the other end of the phone along with Amy''s cold voice.


    "Who is it?"


    At this time, in the cubicle of the office of the editing department, Amy, dressed in a long floral dress


    and with long hair all over her head, was very busy. She had no time to make a phone call with her


    hand, but put the phone between her ear and shoulder.


    "Amy, are you in the newspaper office now? " Hearing the voice of Joy, Amy stopped typing, put down


    the documents in her hand and took the phone on her shoulder with the other hand.


    "What''s up?" Amy asked.


    Joy didn''t get angry with her reaction. She knew that Amy had already treated her well.


    "I left the document on the table. Can you help me put it away?" After saying that, Joy waited quietly for


    the response from the other end of the phone.