Remarriage His Billionaire Ex-Wife

Chapter 231

Though Lucas didn't seem to have confirmed, Hari knew that was a yes. He was very surprised. "What's wrong with Jessica? Why will she remarry you? Is she lying to you? Did you check with her? Is this really happening?”

Hari threw over one question after another, like a shooting rifle.

Lucas found what Hari said quite upsetting. “Why can't she marry me again?”

“Given where you two have come, I don't think she will remarry you if she's rational.”

“Now you are saying Jessica is being irrational?”

Lucas’ voice sounded cold. Hari could tell his displeasure, so he stopped teasing and said, “Well, not necessarily. Perhaps you're her true love after all.”

It could be true love, but to put it bluntly, it was foolishness, too

However, Lucas was Hari's buddy. Since Jessica was willing to remarry Lucas, Hari was happy for him. Lucas did not want to listen to Hari's voice anymore, so he hung up the phone.

Hanging up the phone, Lucas looked down at his phone, and Hari’s words kept echoing in his ears. Jessica hung up the phone, packed her things up, and left the company.

Her car was smashed last night, and now it was under repair.

After going out of the elevator, Jessica noticed that it was raining.

It was six in the evening. It was getting dark.

Jessica didn’t have an umbrella or a car. She stood at the entrance for a while before she decided to walk into the rain.

However, she had only taken a few steps when a familiar figure walked towards her step by step, holding an umbrella in his hand.

His eyes were no longer red. They were smiling this time. As he approached, Jessica could see herself in his eyes.

When Terry got close, Jessica could feel that her heart skipped a beat.

Terry then moved away. “It's raining and chilly today.”

Terry spoke as if nothing had happened.

Yet Jessica didn't know how to face him.

Jessica felt that she was cruel to Terry. She glanced at him, pursed her lips, and said, “Terry.”

When he heard her voice, Terry, who was taking off his coat, glanced at her. “Yes?”

However, he never stopped what he was doing. He took off his coat and put his coat on Jessica's shoulders before he looked down at her. “I'm cheap, am 1?”

Terry had said something like that to her before. She felt lost for words when she heard it last time, yet this time, she felt a bit sorry for Terry.

Perhaps it was because Jessica had done such things, too. She used to be just as “cheap”.

She had not sorted out her thoughts yet, and now that Terry had appeared in front of her again, Jessica actually did not know how to respond. “No,” Jessica replied.

As she spoke, she paused for a moment and tilted her head slightly to look at the hazy mist of rain. “Love is not cheap.”

Terry looked at her and smiled. “Let's go. I'll take you to dinner.”

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He changed the topic and Jessica just let him.

Jessica tilted her head and glanced at Terry, who was driving beside her. She didn't know who was more miserable, her or Terry.

He liked her, but she liked another guy.

It seemed that they were all quite miserable.

If Jessica hadn't fallen in love with the wrong guy, she wouldn't have suffered those losses.

Well, ifs... didn't exist, did they?

Ten minutes later, the car slowly stopped.

Jessica unbuckled her seat belt and watched as Terry walked to her side with an umbrella in hand and opened the car door. “There we are.”

Jessica glanced at his outstretched hand, but she did not hold it. She held the door and got out of the car.

There were puddles on the road.

She wore low-heel sandals today and stepped on a small pool of water as soon as she got out of the car. The dirty water stained the back of her feet.

Jessica subconsciously raised her leg, and Terry suddenly said, “Jessica, hold the umbrella.” She raised her head and reached out to take the umbrella from him.

The next second, Terry lifted Jessica.

Jessica was slightly shocked. “Terry, put me down!”

Although it was raining, there were people everywhere near the square.

Afraid of falling, Jessica didn't dare to struggle.

Terry carried her up the stairs, and after passing the puddles, he bent down and put her down.

As he spoke, he took the umbrella over again and led her inside as if nothing had happened.