Wrong Ride, Right Lover のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 511 - チャプター 520

All Henry wanted was for Simon to not go near Angel anymore.Henry nodded to William, turned around, and left.Monique was relieved; all she needed to do was to persuade Simon to leave the city so that he would not need to be imprisoned.William made an arrangement and had an officer escort Monique to meet with Simon.Monique sat in front of the glass window with her face pale and scrawny from her being ill for the past two days.Simon was brought out by a police officer. Excitement glinted in Simon's eyes when he saw Monique as they picked up the phone in the reception room. "Monique, are you alright?!"Monique felt sorry at the sight of the skinny Simon. It was all because of her that Simon ended up in such a state; his clothes were soiled and his hair was matted. He had not had a chance to clean himself.‘Simon used to be a man who always paid attention to his hygiene.'"I'm sorry!" sobbed Monique, her eyes red.Everything started because of Monique."Silly, why are you ap

Monique knew well that Henry had no feelings for her!Monique, who was already worried about getting Simon out of B City, became even more agitated when she was being questioned by Simon on such a sensitive question. After some time, she finally recovered, “I went to work outstation for the past two days.”The scene of Monique being agitated for even a brief moment did not escape Simon’s eyes. “You know if you’ve gone outstation, Monnie. Angel told me that you’ve never been away from home without informing her beforehand. Monnie, stop deceiving yourself. Back then when you were in your hometown, you cried in despair, and now you seem to have lost some weight over the past two days.”Simon stretched out his long arm through the gaps of the metal bars, attempting to fix Monique’s messy hair.Monique leaped backward, as though she got a shock. The image of Henry grabbing her neck floated into her mind when she sensed Simon’s hand suddenly reaching out to her.Simon’s hand was left ho

Logan fumbled, feeling as though he had stepped on a landmine.Logan immediately sprinted to the sofa, not taking a peek at Henry.As soon as Logan sat down, Henry's handphone rang.Henry stared at the screen, displaying Monique's incoming call.'I think she's calling to beg him!' Henry initially did not intend to have Simon locked up for a long time as he was only being charged for fighting. It was impossible for him to be charged with kidnapping as there was no sufficient evidence. It was just like what Angel said: she had called Simon for help.Even though Angel was anxiously looking for her mother, her action itself of seeking help from Simon could prove just how important he was to Angel.Henry knew Monique would plead for Simon, but seeing her sincerely begging him for Simon just made Henry feel even more unsatisfied.The phone rang for some time, but no one picked up. Monique's eyebrows frowned as her fingers tightened on her handphone.'Why isn't he picking up? 'Is he

'What an ungrateful woman! Why did I come to like such a woman! In her dreams! I'm just teasing her. That's all! It's just because she's Angel's mother!'Perhaps that was why Henry was treating her differently.Henry was apoplectic with rage when he thought back to Monique, who was willing to do anything for Simon.The room seemed to have dropped a few degrees, freezing over, as soon as Logan finished.Logan smiled and put on an 'It's alright if you don't feel like answering' expression. In fact, Logan knew what Henry's answer to his question was.Just when Logan was still thinking of ways to convey his opinion, Mandy showed up at the doorway, knocking.Logan sat up straight and extinguished the fire on his cigarette.The entire office was filled with the cigarette scent. Mandy, with a smile on her face, came in and said, "Mr. Moore, there’s an important meeting in five minutes."Henry nodded. He let a lot of unsettled business compile over the past two days when he was not in

Staring at the birds flying around freely out of the window made Monique envious. ‘I wish I could fly!’ “Young lady, we’ve arrived.” The driver interrupted Monique’s imagination. The Marriott International building looked extremely grand. Standing in front of the building made Monique feel tiny. Her face paled subconsciously, and her cold sweat formed on her forehead. Mixed feelings glittered in her black eyes when the thought of her standing in front of Henry for a negotiation struck her mind. She took a deep breath and marched to the hall of the Marriott International. However, she changed her direction of approach as though something struck her mind and she headed to the underground parking lot of the Marriott International. That was her first time appearing in the company since her photos were circulated. Previously, everyone in the company thought she had a flirtatious relationship with the chairman. With the circulating pictures, everyone in the company would be g