Contract Marriage: My Sweet Bossy Wife novel Chapter 125

Leila kept tailing Lorenzo, for she could never reconcile herself to the fact that Lorenzo had chosen Jessica instead of her. She had to drive Jessica away, because Lorenzo could only belong to her!

Lorenzo, however, was a great driver. In a few seconds, his car disappeared from Leila’s sight. She wanted to follow him, but failed to identify his location. She didn’t even realize that she had driven through a red light.

Beep beep!

"What’s your problem! Didn’t you see the red light? Do you want to kill yourself so bad?"

The other drivers began beeping at and hurling abuse at Leila, which made her come to her senses.

Leila slammed on the brake and the car squealed to a halt. Wet with cold sweat, she was panting heavily, and now she realized she could have died a few seconds ago.

When Leila finally calmed down, Lorenzo’s car was already nowhere to be seen, and only her car was on the road.

No way!

She wouldn’t give up like this!

Just because she lost track of Lorenzo, that didn’t mean she couldn’t call him!

And the next second, she called Lorenzo.

Lorenzo accelerated the car too suddenly for Jessica to react. Since the car took a sharp turn, she was thrown towards the driver’s seat and thus fell into Lorenzo’s arms.

"Seems that I’ve behaved so well tonight that you can’t wait to throw yourself at me, right?"

Lorenzo stretched out his right arm and wrapped it around Jessica calmly, his sonorous voice resounding in the car.

"Mr. Fletcher, I have to warn you that it’s dangerous to drive like that. I know you’re a great driver, but please don’t do that again unless a ghost is coming after you, will you?"

Jessica took a deep breath and wrenched herself free from Lorenzo’s arm.

"A ghost? I didn’t see one, but there’s a vixen sitting right next to me now."

Lorenzo chuckled despite himself.

"You are such a…"

Jessica was lost for words. But suddenly, the car took a turn again, and she realized something was going on.

"Hold on, Mr. Fletcher. I don’t think we’re on the way to the private estate. We’re on a strange road. Are we getting lost?" Jessica asked anxiously.

"Are you laughing at me, girl?"

Lorenzo chuckled, raised his hand and rubbed Jessica’s head lovingly, continuing, "Call Alina and tell her we’re OK and won’t go back to the private estate tonight."

"We’re not going back to the private estate? Are you going to take me to the hotel? No, I don’t have my ID card with me."

Jessica reminded Lorenzo, her clear eyes sparkling.

"Are you looking forward to spending the night with me in a hotel room?"

"Not at all!"

"Why are you denying it so eagerly? We aren’t going to the hotel, because I have other houses to spend the night in. I don’t go to my other houses often, but the maids clean them up regularly. Don’t worry."

It was nothing new for a business tycoon like Lorenzo to have multiple houses. Most of the time, Lorenzo stayed in the private estate with his grandmother, but occasionally, he would go to one of his other houses to stay overnight.

"We have to go to one of your other houses?"

Jessica asked nervously.

"You have a lot on your mind, my little princess. Do you think I must do something to you on your birthday night?

"Since you’re looking forward to it, I have to satisfy you. Otherwise, I’d be called an irresponsible husband, wouldn’t I?"

Lorenzo joked, sounding as if he was in a good mood.

"Hello, Alina, it’s Jessica."

Jessica didn’t want to continue the conversation that made her blush, so she took out her phone and called Alina immediately.

"My good Jessica, happy birthday! You’re getting one year older today. Did you enjoy the day?"