บททั้งหมดของ Perfectly Flirty Mr. Forester: บทที่ 281 - บทที่ 290

Mr. Jackson begged, “Carrie, Carrie…please let me go…” When it became clear that begging would not work, his expression turned into a scowl. He began to curse violently, “You little bitch, is this your idea of rebelling? I’m your father! How dare you do this to your father? I was the one who brought you into this world, you wouldn’t even be here without me!” “So what if I sold you to the club? It’s the best way to make money and you know it! You’re my daughter, it’s only right that you should make money for me. After ten years, you’ll look old and saggy just like your mother, nobody would even lay an eye on you then!” He was completely beside himself and spoke without thinking. Even Sam, a man in his thirties, could not bear listening to his tirade. The color drained from Carina's face when she heard her father. In an instant, a determined look appeared on her face as she swung the butcher’s knife down at Mr. Jackson’s right hand and chopped off two of his fingers. Bl

Sam was speechless. Jacob was as much a chatterbox as Carina was. The only difference between them was that Carina was full of charm while Jacob made Sam want to seal his lip shut! After the two of them left, Jenna entered the ward. Quinn's condition had improved compared to a few days ago, he no longer needed a respirator. She watched the man sleeping soundly on the bed. She could not bring herself to imagine what he would look like if he did wake up one day and realized that he had become crippled. Would he break down mentally? She held his hand tightly and felt an uncomfortable, tightening feeling in her chest. She knew she was going to be fine, but it was hard to breathe. She had never imagined that what she did that night would lead to such a serious injury… She hated the smell of disinfectant in hospitals. Now, the smell of disinfectant in the air mingled with the smell of his body managed to relieve some of the anxious feeling built inside her. She gently

Then, Carina added, “Me getting the job suggests that I have a lot of potential at being a secretary, I can’t just give up halfway through! I’ll pay you back as I work while also staying by your side, it’s the best of both worlds! “Jen, you know how things are for me. I haven't had many friends since I went abroad because I can’t relate to anyone around me since we come from completely different cultures. After I came back, I couldn’t get in touch with any of the old friends I once had here. “For more than a month, whenever I was not trying to look for a job or coming up with drafts, all I could do was stay home watching TV and playing games. Don’t get me started on how boring life was. You have got to keep me around, I’m worth three secretaries all by myself!” Carina was certainly very talkative and hardly needed time to catch her breath when she jumped from one sentence to the next. The way she prattled on and on reminded Jenna of Kevin. She imagined having two of them ya

Ivy grinned and fixed a look on Jenna. “You’re the one he bumped into at the hospital and the one that he likes. You know this very well so why even bother coming here to rave about it? Why would I go to see a man who doesn’t even like me?” “If he doesn't like you, why did you give Shawn the violin when he showed you the video? Why did you get so upset when you watched the video of me with Quinn?” Jenna struck back. When she saw the way Ivy pursed her lips tightly, she leaned forward to close in the distance between the two of them. “I know what you’ve been thinking ever since I went to see the old madam and heard about your past with Quinn. I know that you never liked him. “You only stuck with him because you knew he could give you everything you wanted. You knew that he would inherit all the fortunes of the Foresters, that he’s your ladder to the top, to becoming the infamous ‘Mrs. Forester’. I’m sure you weren’t expecting things to take a sharp turn when it did…” Jenn

"Jenna, I beg you, please let my mom go…” Ivy cried and pleaded, “I’ll apologize. You can do whatever you want to me, just stop torturing an old lady her age…” Jenna bent over Ivy and wiped away her tears. “It's painful, isn't it? Do you remember what you did back then when I kept begging you to let Kevin go? If it wasn’t for you sending your people after me and Kevin, we would have made it out of the country. What would I have possibly done to you after I escaped overseas?” She could still remember seeing Kevin die in her arms. Her heart throbbed with pain the moment she recalled the picture. “I’m not an evil person by nature, but I must get revenge for what you did to me.” She added, “You were the one who brought this to yourself.” Suddenly, a thought came to her. She turned to Jacob. “Do you have a cigarette?” Jacob fumbled in the pocket of his coat before producing a pack of cigarettes. He handed it to Jenna and asked curiously, “Why do you need cigarettes?” Jenna