Chapter 699 Crazy Move


    J had a bad feeling about this.


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    She didn''t know what Charis was up to, but technically speaking, there was nothing to be afraid of.


    "Charis, what do you want from me?"


    How shameless! Charis had done countless evil things to hurt J before. How dare shee


    back for more! Did she think J was stupid?


    "Don''t worry. We''re on your husband''s territory.


    I would never do anything to hurt you."


    Charis narrowed her smiling eyes. Wearing just a mask, her face wasn''t as tightly covered as


    before.


    J bit her lower lip anxiously. After a while, she figured that Charis wouldn''t do anything to her, at


    least not here.


    Besides, she had juste out of a rehabilitation center. Someone as rational as Charis wouldn''t


    destroy herself again so soon, would she?


    So J obliged and followed her to her office. But J remained still vignt and stood by the


    door, refusing to go inside.


    Charis sat down on the armchair and poured tea for her calmly. "What did I say? Don''t worry. I''m not


    going to hurt you. Rx."


    Albeit hesitant, J slowly walked to the seat opposite her. She sat down on a chair near the


    French window and said expressionlessly, "Stop beating around the bush. What on earth do you


    want?"


    Since they were sworn enemies, there was no need to be polite.


    "You were right, okay? I''m an ugly monster now. I don''t deserve to be with Brandon. I''ve made up


    my mind and decided to give up. I hope you and Brandon will live happily ever after."


    Charis pushed the cup of tea in front of her.


    "No, thanks. That doesn''t sound like something you would say." J highly doubted that Charis,


    the woman who had coveted her husband for so long, would suddenly want to bless their


    rtionship.


    Nope, she didn''t buy it at all.


    But she still couldn''t figure out what Charis was up to.


    Charis sneered, and her eyes took on a dangerous light.


    Then, without warning, she suddenly bolted and pushed J off her chair—right into the French


    window.


    J screamed in surprise.


    She had thought that Charis had returned to her usual cunning and shrewd self. Even if she wanted


    to hurt her, she would''ve made a careful n first.


    J never expected that Charis would act so radically!


    Unprepared, J fell to the ground and sprained her ankle. She struggled to stand, but failed.


    Then, in one swift movement, Charis raised her leg and kicked the window hard. The whole window


    frame was dislodged, plummeting to the ground hundreds of meters below.


    Then she pulled the struggling J to the gaping hole.


    She yanked her by the hair, forcing her to look out. "Bitch! Open your eyes. If you fall from here, I


    promise you will die ugly!"


    They were standing at a height of more than twenty floors, and J could even hear the wind


    whistling in her ears. The people and cars downstairs looked like model toys.


    In an instant, J''s legs went limp. They were too high. If she fell from this height, there was no


    way she''d live to see tomorrow.