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Still Wanna Escape After Stealing My Heart? novel Chapter 1707

'Are you sure she is not greedy for money?’

However, Zayn did not say any of that. He simply consoled Hana. "Madam Sharpe, I know that Tessa is a good girl. I know that. Therefore, Master Zayn, don't give up on Tessa just because she argued with me. I a m the one who has done her wrong. I had given up on her and abandoned her since she was a child. She should resent me. I have made too many mistakes.”

Zayn was speechless. It was very difficult for him to believe that the Madam Sharpe in front of him then and the woman at the Ford Group from a week ago, who forbade him from being in a relationship with her daughter, were the same person. It was just a week ago, she was exhausting all the ways to stop him from being in a relationship with Tessa. However, at that moment, she was exhausting all the ways to fix them up. What kind of a mother is this?

"Master Zayn, seeing that I have saved your life, be good to my daughter for the rest of your life, alright?" Hana looked at Zayn with a face full of expectations.

Zayn had no way to refuse her at all, so he simply said calmly, "Alright, I will certainly be good to Tessa."

"I'm fine. Go and comfort my daughter. She truly had it rough. She never had a mother's love growing up. I owe her too much. You truly don't have to be here watching over me. If I have any discomfort, I will call

for the doctor and nurse. Besides, you still have to work, so you truly don't have to be here taking care of me." Hana drove Zayn away in a hurry.

Her daughter's words just now had pierced her heart like a needle. Her daughter said that she seduced her boyfriend. How can her daughter have such a bad impression of her? Hana did not wish for Zayn to stay a minute longer. She wanted to chase me away immediately.

He was a good man. It was worth it to have her daughter meet such a good man even if she, as her mother, had to go to hell! After being repeatedly chased away by Hana, Zayn had no choice but to leave. He went out of the ward and went to the doctor’s office to arrange everything meticulously. Only then did he leave the hospital.

That morning, he handled the business affairs at his company quickly, then went straight to the Ford Group. He came to the department that Tessa was at and he saw that Tessa's eyes were indeed red from crying. When Tessa saw Zayn’s arrival, she began to tear up instantly.

"Tessa, let's talk,” said Zayn gently.

"Director Zayn, I am working now. I have to be responsible for the salary that the Ford Group is paying me," Tessa said while being neither arrogant nor humble. After saying that, she bit her own lips so violently that her lips almost started to bleed. She did not raise her head to look at Zayn again. She was afraid that if she looked at Zayn, she would not be able to break up with him resolutely. The way Tessa looked was very heartbreaking for Zayn.

"Tessa, I have already requested a leave today for you. I want to talk to you," Zayn said again.

To be honest, he was very good at comforting girls in the past. When he had been mingling with Nigel, he did not learn anything else but how to coax and make a girl happy. However, without knowing when it started, he no longer knew how to make a girl happy anymore. What he could give the girl was his sincere heart.

Tessa fought hard to break free from his hands. " Mister Smith, please let go of me. I don't want us to bother each other. This is the Ford Group. If we keep bothering each other like this, I will lose my job. Do you know how hard was it for me to get this job? Out o f five hundred college graduates, they only wanted three of them. That is equivalent to me getting the job with the odds of one out of two hundred. I have to cherish this job!"

Seeing that Tessa was so resolute, Zayn had no choice but to let out a deep sigh. "What if I say that I want you to go get a marriage certificate with me?"

Tessa was shocked. "What did you...what did you say?”

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