He had driven two or three hours to get here. Naturally, he was not here to be a scoundrel.
He redrew the curtains and looked back at Jolene on the sofa.
After thinking about it, he threw her a kraft paper bag.
Jolene froze for a moment, then opened it.
Inside was a contract, and she simply flipped through it.
Jolene had no idea that Bowen and Vionaâs marriage was just a contract.
She finished reading it, stuffed the contract back into the kraft paper bag, and returned it to Bowen quietly.
âWhy is Bowen showing me this?â
Bowen wondered on the way over how Jolene would react when she found out his marriage to Viona was fake.
He felt that there should be no reaction.
Sure enough, he guessed right.
She was just a little surprised just now, but now she has quickly returned to normal.
It was hard to know what she was really thinking.
Bowen couldnât help but laugh: âSo this is just a collaboration for me, it doesnât matter if itâs early or late.â
Jolene raised her eyebrows. âAll of humanity can see that Fang likes you. They are knitting your future, but you just think of it as cooperation.â
âAll the people in the world who love me, I still want to love them back one by one?â He raised a mocking smile.
âThatâs right.â She smiled sleepily: âIn fact, Bowen doesnât need to tell me that I am no longer your employee.â
âDonât talk to me like that, you owe me after all.â Bowen turned over from behind the sofa and pressed Jolene down.
He was up and she was down, as usual.
Jolene struggled. âWhat do I owe you?â
âYou took away my child without even asking.â When he said this, his pupils contracted.
Joleneâs hand suddenly felt numb, but she still smiled. âI forgot if you didnât tell me.â
âTear up the two million check I gave you?â
âI regret it now. When I found out that my brother was sick, I couldnât wait to find you to get him back.â
She smiled heartlessly.
Her smile suddenly ruined Bowenâs interest.
His eyes darkened unconsciously.
Jolene pretended not to understand, but still smiled:
âBowen, Iâm ready, you think I owe you, come and get it!â
She lay so flat that Bowen had no interest.
782 Vouche He sneered and rolled over from her body and sat up: âYou are deliberately disgusted with me, right?â
âThatâs why Bowen thinks Iâm disgusting.â
Bowen turned to look at Jolene tilting her head and pretending to be naive, very inconsistent.
âJolene, itâs obviously a little fox, so donât pretend to be a little white rabbit.â
He got up and threw her a throw pillow and walked straight to the door.
Just as he was about to open the door, he heard Jolene say behind him, âHappy wedding, Bowen.â
He frowned slightly, had already opened the door, closed it again, and looked back at her.
âJolene, you forced me to do this.â