Chapter 313
Chapter 313 A Simr Feeling
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After leaving the suite, J did not leave in a hurry, but waited at the corner
for a while.
Not long after, the iron door in the stairwell was opened, and two short men
came out one after the other.
The two
looked forward and backward, as if they were afraid that someone would follow them, and they turned t
heir heads frequently to check. J
quickly saw the faces of the two men clearly. They were both fierce and ugly, and the one walking in fro
nt rubbed his hands from time to time, looking very
excited.
The two entered the suite expertly and closed the door, as if they had done
such things many times.
Even with her eyes closed, J could think of what would happen next, but
she had no intention of saving Ivy at all.
She had no one to be angry with except herself.
She flipped through her phone, but still didn’t see any messages from Ann,
thinking that she might not be able to make it in a while.
J sent a message to Ann, telling her that she had something to do and
was going back, and that she should make an appointment for dinner next
time.
At the same time, Donahueiel who was waiting for J downstairs couldn’t
sit still.
Many of the calls he made to J were
unanswered, which made him a little more hesitant than his anger at the beginning. Would something h
appen to J?
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When Donahueiel thought of those kidnapping cases, the expression on his face became more and mo
re gloomy, like ck clouds covering the sun.
before a storm.
He stood up abruptly, striding to the door of the hotel.
Alfred didn’t understand why the mood of Donahueiel suddenly fluctuates.
He followed step by step and said cautiously,
“Mr. Webster, do you want to go back? I’m going to drive now…”
Before he could finish his sentence, Donahueiel in front of him suddenly stopped, and Alfred lost his bG
ilbertce and nearly bumped into him.
He nced out, and his eyes widened in astonishment.
There
were a lot of news media gathered at the main entrance of the hotel. At this time, they all wanted to rus
h into the hotel gate, and the doorman was almost unable to stop them.
Judging by the excitement of the media, it seemed that some big news happened in the hotel.
The noise from the media was very loud. The party could not be found, and they couldn’t enter the hote
l for a while, so they started shouting at the hotel.
gate.
“Excuse me. Is Ms. Longfellow here?”
“I heard that Ms. Longfellow went in and out of the hotel with a strange man.
I wonder if it’s true?”
Naturally, the doorman of the hotel couldn’t answer them, so he could only try his best to block the door
to prevent the media from breaking in.
“The… the Ms. Longfellow they are talking about is not from the Longfellow
family, right?”
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Alfred’s face was as ugly as if he had seen a ghost.
How could it be possible for the former youngdy to have an appointment
with his president and at the same time date another man? Isn’t she sitting
on the fence?
Besides, in Raleigh, and even America, is there any man better than Mr.
Webster?
He subconsciously nced at Mr. Webster’s face, and sure enough, he saw
that Mr. Webster’s face couldn’t be described as ugly.
His face was gloomy, his thin lips were tightly pursed, and he looked sharply
at the media outside the door. If eyes could kill, Alfred believed that those
reporters would have turned into a pile of ashes by now…
The manager got the news, ran out profusely in sweat. When he was about
to call the police, his hand holding the mobile phone was mped. The pain
caused his face to turn pale in an instant, and when his hand was loosened,
the mobile phone fell to the ground.
“It hurts, it hurts! Mr. Webster, please raise your hand high in mercy. Anything
can be discussed. My hand is about to break…
Donahueiel ignored the manager’s pleading. His whole body exuded low pressure, and his voice was fil
led with ice, “Where is J?”
“Ding!”
The elevator door opened, and J, who was standing at the corner of the
stairs waiting for the media toe up, looked suspiciously at Donahueiel
who was striding out.
Before she could clear her mind, Donahueiel had already arrived at the door
of the suite.
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His hands trembled, and he held his breath. His pale fingers clenched the
doorknob tightly. He heard the ambiguous gasps of men and womening
from the room.
As if being hit in the heart by something, Donahueiel’s eyes turned ck.
Was it really J? Was it really her…
If someone else saw her, then everything of her would be destroyed.
At this moment, Donahueiel inexplicably remembered the three years they
were together. J’s heart was full of him. She would wait for him to get off. work every day, match hi
m with clothes, and feel his good or bad mood right
away, and then silently apany him…
Donahueiel gritted his teeth. He couldn’t ept her being with other man at
all.
The voice in his ear continued, and he felt a sense of loss in his heart.
The indescribable feeling was like a barbed vine, tightly wrapping around his
heart.
He gritted his teeth and was about to press the handle…
“Donahueiel!”
A familiar voice came from the side.
The man stopped the movement of his hands immediately, and turned his
eyes to look in a daze.
The next second, a fair hand grabbed his wrist and dragged him into the
corner of the stairs.
“You…”
“Do not talk!”
As soon as J finished speaking, she heard the door of the elevator not far behind open, and countl
ess noises and footsteps poured out.
Donahueiel was unprepared, and was suddenly dragged down by J.
J put her hand on his head to prevent him from standing up suddenly
and disrupting her n.
She was looking at the situation outside, only leaving him with a profile.
Looking at J’s profile, Donahueiel suddenly remembered where this familiar feeling came from.
It was the same way that the girl had pulled him out of the burning mes
long ago.
J turned her head to re at Donahueiel, and then said in a low voice with disgust, “What are you
doing here?!”
Looking at J’s slightly disgusted eyes, the feeling of déjà vu was washed away at this moment, and
Donahueiel’s face turned darker.