Chapter 432: How Can There Be a Woman Like You in This World?


    "You ... you''re a devil!" Linda is so frightened that her legs go limp. She suddenly understands


    everything. "You treated me so well just for that.... All you want is to avenge Angelina!"


    "Look, Miss Young. You''re quite smart." Leigh approaches her and whispers, "But your father is not as


    lucky as you. He didn''t even know how he died."


    Linda almost screams and trembles. "My father didn''t die in the car ident. You killed him, didn''t


    you?"


    "No, I am aw-abiding citizen. I never broke thew."


    "Leigh, you''re a devil! Give my father back to me!" Linda screams crazily and ms Leigh, but she is


    thrown to the ground.


    Linda tries to get up from the ground with both hands and feet, as if she is about to tear Leigh apart.


    Leigh kicks her in the abdomen.


    Linda screams, curling up in pain and trembling.


    Leigh''s cold gaze sweeps past her as if he is looking down at a dirt. He walks to the desk and dials the


    internal line. "Send two security guards to the President''s Office to clean up the garbage."


    Three minutester, two burly security guards enter the President''s Office and clean up the "garbage"


    on the floor.


    Leigh sits back in his chair and immerses himself in the work.


    It is as if nothing happened here just now.


    After a while, the ringtone of his phone disturbs Leigh, who is handling the documents.


    He looks at the screen. It is from a servant of Tourmaline Community.


    "What''s wrong?"


    "Mr. Leigh, are youing tonight?" The servant asks in a cautious tone, "Miss Jessie has been


    vomiting severely these past few days. The doctor came and said that she should eat something even


    if she would vomit. Otherwise, the baby..."


    Leigh''s eyes darken as he says coldly, "If she vomits, cook for her again! What? I didn''t give you


    enough money, so you make few meals for her every day?"


    "No, it''s just that Miss Jessie always vomits in the next second after she eats something. There''s


    nothing we can do about it."


    "I''ll be there tonight!" Leigh hangs up the phone.


    At the thought of that skinny woman, he feels very annoyed. He looks at his watch. It is already past


    five. He simply packs up and leaves.


    On the way to the underground garage by elevator, Leigh sends a message to someone, ordering him


    to post the video and photos online at six.


    After that, he puts the phone back in his pocket.


    When Leigh drives to Tourmaline Community, it is already dark.


    He enters the house but doesn''t see Jessie. His face drops as he asks the servant, "She didn''te


    downstairs today?"


    "No, she dide..." The servant hurriedly replies, "When the sun shone brightly in the afternoon, Miss


    Jessie stayed in the garden for a while. She went upstairs at about three and didn''te downstairs


    anymore."


    Leigh''s expression darkens.


    He hands his coat to the servant and orders, "Bring me the dinner and I''ll take it to her."


    "Yes."


    The servants do not dare to dy at all. They ce the prepared dinner on a te and hand it to


    Leigh.


    Watching as Leigh goes upstairs, the servants do not even dare to breathe.


    Leigh carries the te to the third floor and opens the bedroom door.


    After he steps in, his gaze is fixed on Jessie who is sitting by the window.


    She is dressed in a light gray housecoat, concentrating on the book in her hand. Her arms are slender,


    as if they can be broken with a slight pinch. She looks weak and pitiful.


    He walks over, ces the te on the desk, pulls a chair over, and sits opposite her.


    Jessie continues to read, ignoring him.


    Leigh is a little angry. He grabs the book in her hand and throws it on the sofa. He picks up the bowl of


    soup from the te, scoops up a spoonful of the soup, blows on it, and delivers it to her lips.


    Jessie has no expression on her face. She just lowers her head and obediently drinks it.


    She eats whatever Leigh feeds her without saying a word like a statue. Leigh feels uneasy about it.


    Ever since Jessie burned the painting that day, she bes even quieter and no longer speaks.


    Even if he never restricts her from going outside, she only stays on the third floor. She either sits by the


    window and stares nkly, or reads books. Even if they sleep on the same bed, Leigh could feel her


    indifference.


    Leigh feels very ufortable about it.


    Leigh just finishes feeding her a bowl of rice and puts the bowl on the te. Suddenly, Jessie frowns


    and runs to the bathroom with her mouth covered. Then, she vomits.


    After a while, he sees Jessieing out of the bathroom with a slightly pale face. Knowing that she


    has suffered a lot from the morning sickness, he feels heartache.


    When Jessie sits in front of him again and picks up the book, he says, "Next week, I''ll take you abroad


    to rx. Do you want to take a cruise or a ne? Is there any country you want to go to?"


    "...."


    Jessie keeps lowering her head and ignoring him, which fills Leigh''s heart with rage.


    He grabs the book in her hand and smashes it on the carpet, snapping coldly, "I apologized to you and


    arranged a good job for that servant''s family. What the hell do you want me to do? You behave like a


    statue all day long!"


    Leigh grabs her arm and pulls her over. "Say something! You''re not a mute."


    "I don''t want to go anywhere." Jessie finally speaks, her voice cold and indifferent, "If you want this


    child, I will give birth to it, and then you must let me go."


    Leigh says crossly, "You''ve caused me so much trouble and you wanna leave? Do you think I care


    about this child?"


    "If you don''t want it, just kill it. Anyway, many women are willing to deliver your baby."


    Leigh ps her on the face, his gaze ferocious, wishing he could kill her. "How can there be a woman


    like you in this world? You should go to hell!"


    Jessie has a thin skin, and her cheeks are quickly flushed red from being pped. A palm print is left


    on her face.


    She lowers her head and purses her lips without saying a word.


    After a long silence, Leigh rudely throws her away and leaves with the te.


    Jessie picks up the book on the carpet and sits back on the sofa, her fingers trembling.


    Leigh vents the anger on the servants and let them urge Jessie go downstairs and to the garden more


    often, saying that if she vomits, they must prepare another meal for her.


    "Next time, if I find that she loses weight, I won''t let you go!"


    The servants are frightened into silence.


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    At the beginning, they chose to work here for higher wages. But they didn''t expect that Leigh is such a


    bad-tempered man!


    Leigh has been working in the study until midnight. When he gets to the third floor, the bedroom has


    been dimly lit.


    Obviously, Jessie has already fallen asleep.


    Leigh doesn''t turn on the bedroom light. He just goes into the bathroom with the dim light to wash up.


    After washing up, he walks to the bedside gently, lifts a corner of the quilt and scrambles into it, causing


    the mattress to sink slightly.


    Jessie turns her back to him and lies far away from him. Leigh feels unhappy to see it. He reaches out


    and pulls her into his arms. He touches her skinny arms and smells the faint fragrance on her body.


    Just as he closes his eyes, he hears a vibration.


    Seeing his phone on the bedside table light up, he curses inwardly and receives the call.


    "Do you know what time it is? Are you asking for your death?"


    The person on the other side of the phone whispers, "I''m sorry, Mr. Leigh, but you said that I must tell


    you once something happens..."