All Chapters of You Left Me for Your Secretary, so Why Are You Begging at My Wedding?: Chapter 231 - Chapter 240

As he spoke, Peter set up a video camera directly across from Liz, a lewd, twisted grin spreading across his face.“Ms. Smith, I’ve slept with plenty of women before, but never a lawyer. I’m really curious what that feels like.”If his employer hadn’t insisted she be awake while he recorded, he would have lost control already.Liz let out a cold laugh. “Peter, if you dare touch me, I’ll make sure you rot in prison for the rest of your life.”He looked completely unfazed. Once he sent the video off and got his money, he planned to buy a one-way ticket overseas and never come back. To lock him up, they would have to catch him first.Peter grabbed her chin, smirking. “You think threats mean anything now? I’ve already got you tied up here. Tell me, Ms. Smith, how exactly do you plan on stopping me?”As he spoke, he tugged open her down jacket and ripped at the sweater underneath.The fabric tore with a sharp rip, exposing the white strap of her bra and the elegant lines of her colla

Before long, the police arrived.While they were taking Liz’s statement, William went downstairs to buy her some soup.One of the officers looked at her and said, “Ms. Smith, your car flipped over, yet you only ended up with a mild concussion and a few scrapes. That’s practically a miracle. We examined the vehicle. It’s been modified. Its performance and safety features were upgraded quite a bit. That’s the only reason such a serious crash left you with only minor injuries.”Liz froze. “My car had been modified?”She had never been in an accident since buying it, except for the time William backed into it and took it in for repairs.“Could it have been then that William had the shop upgrade my car?” she thought.The thought made her press her lips together. If that were true, then William had saved her twice.She turned back to the officer. “Officer, you did catch the man who kidnapped me, right?”He nodded. “Yes, he confessed. He said he was angry you represented his wife in h

“Alright. If anything comes up at the firm that you can’t handle, just call me directly.”“Got it. I will.”After Hunter left, Liz turned to William. “You should go too. You’ve already done enough these past two days. I’m awake now, I don’t need someone watching over me every minute.”“I’m not at ease leaving you alone.”“I’m fine. And honestly, I want a few days of real rest. With you here, I might not get it.”William couldn’t help but laugh. “Alright. Then tell me what you want to eat. I’ll bring food every day.”“That’s not necessary. I’ll just eat whatever the hospital provides.”He gave her a long look. “Are you sure?”“Yes.”“Fine. I’ll head out then. If you feel the slightest bit uncomfortable, just press the call button.”Once he left, the room finally fell silent.Liz yawned, lay back, and drifted off to sleep.When she opened her eyes again, it was already evening. The dizziness and nausea had eased somewhat. She got up slowly and went to the bathroom to wash up,

“Whether Liz wants to see him or not is her choice, not yours. Stop meddling.”Jane looked at Jack in disbelief, disappointment written all over her face. “Jack, she’s my best friend. If it were your best friend lying in that bed, could you really stand by and do nothing?”“If it were my best friend, I’d be there when he asked for my help. But when it comes to relationships, that’s something he’d have to deal with on his own. And even if you stop Zac this time, are you planning to guard Liz forever and keep them from ever meeting again?”“I don’t feel like arguing with you. Let me go!”“Promise me you won’t go after Zac, and I’ll let you go.”“My only goal was to stop him from seeing Liz. Now that he already has, why would I bother chasing him?”Seeing the impatience in Jane’s face, Jack hesitated but eventually released her arm. Jane stormed off to the elevator and jabbed the down button.Only after she stepped inside did Jack let out a long breath. Once the elevator started it

“I don’t know. Maybe the chef flunked out of cooking school.”Liz paused mid-bite and looked up at him. “That joke was painfully bad.”“I admit, humor isn’t my strength.”“That’s true. You don’t look like someone who tells jokes.”William arched a brow, intrigued. “Then what kind of person do I look like to you?”She thought for a moment. “When we first met, I actually thought you were pretty strange.”“Strange? How so?”Seeing the curiosity in his eyes, Liz smiled. “Who rear-ends someone’s car and then offers to drive them to work every day until it’s fixed? If you weren’t handsome and a friend of Jack’s, I probably would’ve thought you were a creep.”“So it seems I had him to thank for that.”“Of course.”When Liz finished eating, she started to gather up the dishes to wash them, but William stopped her.“You need rest. I’ll take care of it.”She was about to insist when her phone suddenly rang on the table.William smoothly took the bowl from her hands. “I’ll wash these