Contract Marriage: My Sweet Bossy Wife novel Chapter 245

　　Lorenzo like a dream is very real, a nebulous place, surrounded by white fog, Jessica stood in front of him, silent look at him for a long time, resolutely turned away, he desperately chase, only a step away from the distance, but how he could not catch up.

　　"Mr. Fletcher, why do you look so disheveled? I have no intention of leaving you, open your eyes and look at me, I am standing right in front of you, as long as you are here, I am not going anywhere, nor will I go anywhere."

　　Lorenzo desperately chased, suddenly Jessica's figure disappeared in the mist, Lorenzo's eyes were full of fear and loneliness, he stood in place for a long time, the whole spirit of the man broke down.

　　Just when he lost his confidence, Jessica's voice, echoed around him again.

　　Lorenzo cried tears of joy as he held Jessica tightly in his arms, fearing that he would lose her from then on, when suddenly Lorenzo's arm hurt and Jessica twisted him hard.

　　"Jessica is you're back, right?"

　　Lorenzo couldn't care less about the pain, took a deep breath and spoke softly, his voice dripping with uncertainty.

　　Jessica looked over at him, smiled, and suddenly disappeared from his arms once again.

　　Jessica!

　　Lorenzo opened his eyes violently, sweat soaked hair, sweat drops down his forehead, from the handsome cheeks, he breathed heavily, after a long time to relieve himself.

　　Soft light falls gently on the window screen, and the carpet is scattered with radiant patches of light.

　　It turned out to be a nightmare, the dream woke up just fine.

　　Lorenzo raised his hand to rub his forehead, Jessica left his life, originally within reach of happiness has been far away from him, is so unprepared.

　　He was just about to get down to the ground for a drink of water when hesuddenly realized that his surroundings were very unfamiliar, not his villa or Private Estate.

　　Lorenzo tried his best to recall the last scene before he fainted, he collapsed in the street and opened his eyes again in this strange environment.

　　He subconsciously looked down at the clothes he was wearing and had changed into a casual outfit.

　　Lorenzo immediately got up and pushed open the door to his room and headed downstairs.

　　The early morning sunlight, through the large glass window sprinkled a room, the living room sofa next to a silhouette, attracted his attention.

　　It's Jessica!

　　Jessica was wearing a cold pink sports outfit. Lorenzo turned his head to look at the dining table, which was filled with an assortment of breakfast items and a few financial magazines, the kind he often read, next to his dinner plate.

　　The years are quiet, it should be this scene.

　　Jessica heard a movement, subconsciously turned his head, the two eyes facing each other, silent.

　　"It's still early, don't you want to rest a little longer?"

　　Jessica blushed a little when he looked at her and spoke with embarrassment.

　　"It's all so unreal, am I in a dream?"