Lahat ng Kabanata ng Perfectly Flirty Mr. Forester: Kabanata 241 - Kabanata 250

Shawn did not reply. He ordered his assistant to queue for a meal and smiled as he said to Jenna’s colleagues, “Sorry, I would like to talk to Jen alone.”He had a handsome face. Coupled with the glasses, he exuded an air of refined elegance. His smile even enchanted one of Jenna’s colleagues.A few others nodded, quickly gathered their lunch trays, and moved to the table behind. They glanced at Jenna’s table and gossiped quietly, “Why do I feel like Shawn didn’t come for business but deliberately to see Jenna?”“The way he looked at Jenna was too gentle. Are they really not remarrying?”“Seriously, who is Jenna’s second husband? Perhaps she had remarried Shawn but didn’t want anyone to know.”“I think it’s possible…”A few colleagues whispered in the background.At this moment, Shawn pulled a chair back and sat down opposite Jenna. He lowered his voice, “Quinn has an uncle called Sebastian Forester. His men caught Yvonne and obtained quite a few confidential files of Seabri

During the years he dated Ivy, Quinn accompanied her on trips around the world, attended concerts with her, and gave her various presents she wanted.Though he did not know when that hint of shallow tenderness hidden in his heart completely disappeared.He had thought his love for Ivy was not deep enough. Quinn believed it would get better once they got married, so he asked Sam to prepare a ring, planning to propose to Ivy. However, before he could propose, he heard about how Pete had visited the Langham family in hopes of her hand in marriage.Even though she was the girl he liked and they had been dating for thirteen years, Quinn did not feel betrayed. Instead, he heaved a sigh of relief. “You don’t know if you like Jenna?”Jacob chuckled and leaned back on the sofa lazily. “If you don’t like her, would you have arranged to change hotels that day? Would you really have married her to keep her by your side? Would you be so mad when you see her with Shawn?”“Was I angry?” Quin

Jenna sat down next to Quinn and waited for him to reach over so she could undo the tie for him. That was when she saw his hand covered in dried blood. There were bits of flesh hanging onto his palm and his wrist. It must have been from the glass cutting him. She only took a glance at the damage before reaching for the bottle of iodophor in the medicine box to disinfect his wound. She then cleaned the blood caked around his fingers. Quinn looked down briefly at the girl busy attending to his wounds. He could see her fair and white neck peeking through the collar of her shirt. He asked faintly, “Why were you having lunch with Shawn?” “Wasn’t your secretary the one who told him to eat at the Elysian Group building before leaving?” Jenna said without looking up, “He bumped into me at the restaurant and approached me. You’re not expecting me to just ignore him and walk away, are you?” Quinn sneered. "Why can’t you?” “He's here to talk to you about business.” Jenna

Jenna’s instincts told her she could not stop the car. If she did, it would be all over. She told herself to stay calm and quickly swerved to the side to avoid ramming into another car stopped at the red light. After swerving past the car, she turned the steering wheel to the right and frightfully merged into an adjacent road. She swerved the car to the edge of the road. She wanted to use the friction of the tire against the sidewalk to slow down the car. As soon as the tire of the car made contact with the sidewalk lining the side of the road, she heard another 'beep'. She looked up and saw a bobblehead doll that had been strapped to the car window without her noticing it previously. The doll was holding a clock. When the tire began grinding against the sidewalk and started to slow down, she noticed the bright red digits on the clock counting down faster. Now that the car had slowed down significantly, her first thought was to unbuckle the seat belt and escape from t

The force of the explosion almost launched Quinn across the air. He used all his strength to run toward Jenna. Just as he was throwing himself toward her, a piece of metal shot out of the fire and pieced into the back of his head. He threw Jenna to the ground with a muffled grunt. He made sure to protect the back of her head with his palm to prevent her from hitting the ground with her head and causing further damage. Jenna's right ear was buzzing from the explosion. She could hardly hear anything. Her head was buried in Quinn's arms. His smell filled her nostrils and it was mixed with a faint smell of blood. When she managed to wriggle out of his arms, she saw Quinn wearing a tight frown and visibly enduring some sort of pain. His face had gone pale white by this point and blood was slowly trickling down his hair, dripping onto her face. "Quinn, are you hurt? Where?” Jenna cried out. His blood even dripped into her eyes, blurring her vision. She wiped the blood