Trap me in your love

Chapter 94 Just a Backup

When John had just parked the car at the roadside and was about to enter the shop to buy coffee, he heard someone gossip that a man bullied a woman inside. Although he was not a person who liked to defend others, he couldn't stand by and do nothing when he was holding back from buying coffee.

He ran here valiantly, wanting to see what kind of woman was beaten. Unfortunately, he saw that Jessie's hair was caught by Blake and her clothes were torn.

The day before yesterday, they said that they wanted to protect Jessie. It hadn't been 24 hours, and he saw her being bullied, he had to do something even if he didn't want to.

Seeing that Blake was thinking about how to ravish of Jessie, John quickly stepped forward, put his hand around Jessie's waist and lifted his leg to kick Blake.

Then he let go of her and clenched his fists and beat him again. Seeing that he was hit to the ground and had no strength to resist, John stood up and tried to remove the dust on his body handsomely. He said harshly, "If you are wise, stay away from this woman from now on. Otherwise, you won't be so lucky next time. I can't guarantee that I'm that gentle every time!"

John wanted to warn Blake that it was only a lesson from him. If he continued to provoke her, he would be the one who died.

"How... How could you..." Jessie was still stunned.

"Don't ask me why I am here. I don't want to appear here, nor do I want to save you. It was just a coincidence." NôvelDrama.Org © content.

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She had thought that no one would come to save her, but she didn't expect that John appeared like a God from heaven and solved all the problems.

At that moment, she thought he was so manly!

However, looking at the tempting and disdainful face of John, Jessie really didn't know what to say.

She wanted to express her thanks to him, but she was directly choked by his words. She couldn't have excessive passion to him who didn't like her.

Pouting.

Because of the fight, the table, chairs, and tableware were all damaged. Just before Jessie was about to pay for the damages, she saw John take out a pile of money and throw it on the bar counter. He said, "This is the compensation for your loss. Go and pack a cup of coffee for me."

The manager took the money and made coffee as required.

Soon the manager handed the packed coffee to John. John was going to leave with the coffee in his hands. While Jessie was standing there in a daze, a cold voice came through, "Why don't you leave and stand there? Are you very disappointed that he didn't rape you on the spot?"

Jessie glared at him fiercely and answered back, "Can't you be a little nice to me? Is it because you didn't brush your teeth in the morning and you looked like you had eaten shit?"

Seeing that Jessie was walking towards the door, enduring the pain on his body, Blake got up and said with all his strength: "Jessie, Mark's fiancée is back. He doesn't love you at all. You are just a backup. Don't be silly. Even if you don't marry me, I don't want you to be unhappy."

Jessie stopped and turned around to look at Blake in a daze.

Aware that something was wrong, John urged in a cold voice, "Are you leaving or not? What are you waiting for?"

Jessie just got out of the house. He took a look at Blake and trotted to catch up with her.

When John arrived, he opened the car door for Jessie. Then he walked around the car, called the driver and bodyguard, and started the car.

"Do you hate me?" Asked Jessie.

"Yes."

"I knew it. In your eyes, only Joyce is good enough for Mark, right?"

Said Jessie indifferently, looking straight ahead, as if she was talking about someone else's matter on her face, neither happy nor sad.

John cast a sidelong glance at her. He couldn't believe his ears.

No matter which woman, when she was told that her boyfriend or husband loved another woman and didn't love her at all, the attitude would be the same.

They would question, get to the root of things, and cried hysterically... Or... Cold war!

And the feeling of Jessie not caring about it suddenly made John very uncomfortable.

"Don't you mind what that man said?" John deliberately probed. He didn't believe that there would be someone who really didn't care about it.

After all, he was her husband and her children's father.

Jessie sneered, "So what! Mark and Joyce were a real couple. I am just an outsider who got in their lives all of a sudden. Maybe we could live together for an entire lifetime if lucky. But now I can foresee the end of our marriage. It's going to end. I know that there is almost no cure for the poison in my body, and there is very little chance for this child to survive. It's a great relief if they can get married."

"Who the hell said you were incurable? Do you really think Derek is a fool?" John roared all of a sudden. Jessie looked at him in bewilderment, wondering why he was so angry.

Seeing the surprised look on Jessie's face, John realized that he had talked too much. He coughed slightly and explained, "I didn't speak so loudly because of you. Don't misunderstand me. I'm not happy that you look down upon Derek and others! You know, Derek is one of the best doctors in the world. Everyone around us has their own merits, not to mention him. Do you think anyone can stay with us?"

Jessie answered no. She knew that.

They were surrounded by countless masters. How could a mortal like her understand the world of powerful people?

"I don't mean Derek is bad at medical skills. I just feel that what kind of life Mark wants to live and who he wants to marry. It's always his own business. I don't want to impose my will on him because of my baby. And I don't want to force him to choose me. I know, I have been forced to live in the past. It's very painful to live with a person you don't love."

Just like in the past, she was forced to marry into the Lan family and do something she didn't want to do... Thinking of those past days, Jessie felt like a fishbone stuck in her throat, which hurt her so much that she couldn't say anything.

John remained silent.

He had always believed that Jessie was that kind of girl from a rich family. Even though she was not liked by her family and had lived a life as a Cinderella, and suffered a lot, she was not pitiful.

It was because she was a pawn of Nelson; it was also because she wanted to hurt Mark.

But now listening to her, his heart seemed to have changed a little.

Maybe she was not that annoying?

When John had just had this idea, another voice came to him and interrupted him.

Women were born to be actors. No matter who she faced or what kind of script she came across, she was able to grasp the script very well. She could act in different ways to make people feel pity for her and then fall in love with her.

John reminded himself, 'Have you forgotten the lessons in the past?