My Pretty Sweetheart novel Chapter 2265

While I was thinking how lucky I was to be alive, a Lincoln pulled up on the opposite side of the road. As the door opened, Jordan stepped out. Looking at the Hendrix lookalike from afar, nobody could deny that he was flawless, a born gentleman. No one would have thought that underneath the kind and gentle facade was a devil. Like Pandora's box, once you opened it, you would unleash an abyss of troubles.

His existence alone was a plague, an epidemic of everything unpleasant.

I looked at him coldly and never intended to keep calm on the surface. "What kind of jack-in-the-box surprise has Mr. Marshall prepared for me today?"

Jordan stopped in front of me and flashed a disarming smile. "Do you really think that I spend my days cooking up ways to harm you?"

"Well, I wouldn't go that far." I looked at him calmly. "I know myself well. Side characters like me don't have much camera time now, do I?"

A hint of amusement glinted in Jordan's eyes for a moment, then he leaned to one side to make way for me. "Get on, will you."

His resolute voice showed how confident he was that I would go along with his wishes.

I intentionally took my time. "I'm sorry, but I'm quite tied up today. I have no time to play whatever perverted game you have planned with you."

After saying so, I lifted my legs and started to leave. I originally thought that there would be further entanglements. Unexpectedly, Jordan made no move to stop me and just stood rooted to the ground and watched me leave without a word. Even when I had entered the Roberts' car, he never followed.

"Get a life, Jordan." I couldn't help but complain through the window.

My car had already started to move, but Jordan had no intention to leave at all.

Just as I was waiting for his next move with narrowed eyes, Jordan lowered his head and gave me an ambiguous smile. He then quickly turned and walked towards the lobby of the hospital.

At that moment, it was like my body wasn't mine.