Elizabeth looked at the photos in her hands and widened her eyes in disbelief.
Her hands trembled slightly, and her face was full of surprise. Her heart was in a state of agitated confusion.
She had seen all those photos, and she had seen them more than once.
However, every time she looked at them, she felt more shocked and painful.
She didn't want to believe what she had seen and didn't want to think about it at all. But the fact was right in front of her. No matter how much she refused to believe it, she had to accept it.
There were not only photos... but also a recording pen.
She knew she shouldn't have listened to it, but she couldn't help turning on the switch with her hand trembling.
It was a cold male voice. She could tell who the man was when he said the first word. However, what he said shocked her even more.
The photos in her hands fell to the ground with a crash and scattered beside her feet. Looking at the face of the person on the photos, she felt a dull pain in heart. The man's indifferent voice could still be heard from the recording pen. Her eyes were filled with tears, and she couldn't help but laugh out loud bitterly.
She did not know who sent these things to her. She really hated that person.
Hadn't she just become reconciled with James? Why did that person let her see this and hear this?
What should she do? She was completely stunned and didn't know what to do.
She really regretted it and hated herself. Why didn't she listen to James just now? Why did she insist on coming back to see what inside the package was?
At this time, it was too late for her to regret it.
In fact, she knew that she should put these things away and pretend that she had never seen or heard those things. Then, she should compose her emotions, pretend to know nothing and continue to live a good life with him.
However, she couldn't move at all. She was like a stiff puppet, sitting on the chair with only a sense of panic and coldness in her heart.
Why...
Why was it like this? James shouldn't be such a person. Even if he had a bad temper sometimes, he was a warmhearted person in her heart. Why did he change in such a short time? She couldn't accept the cold and ruthless James.
How could she accept that kind of dirty deals, that kind of apathetic and cold- blooded words, and that kind of man who took unscrupulous means to frame others?
James had changed their lives!
James did not know how many red lights he had driven through, nor did he care about the speed limit on the street. He only wanted to go back as soon as possible, and he was afraid that Elizabeth would be in danger.
He rushed back to South Lake as fast as he could. Before he could park the car steadily, he rushed home.
The driver who took back Elizabeth saw James and hurriedly got out of the car, "Young Master, you're back? Are you here to pick up Young Madam?"
James didn't say anything, but took bigger steps into the house.
He pushed the door open and found that it was quiet in the house.
James frowned and let out a sigh of relief. Just now, the driver didn't say anything, and there was nothing unusual at home, which meant that there was nothing wrong with the package.
Well, she was safe, and that was good.
"Young Master, are you back?" Jane had been cooking in the kitchen. When she saw James, she immediately rushed out, "Well..."
James paused for a moment before asking Jane, "Where's Young Madam?"
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