Sextuplets From Ruthless Love novel Chapter 25

Trevor's voice was cold, but he could not begin to comprehend why he was feeling frustrated at the miserable sight of Jessica.

A beat later, Jessica supported herself to a standing position before limping over to Trevor.

She then took off his pants with an indifferent look before changing his clothes for him.

Trevor was a man with a good figure. He was neither fat nor skinny - he had the standard body size of a model.

The man was a self-disciplined individual regardless of whether it was about food or about sports. What made him most attractive to Jessica was his billiard skills.

Back then, Jessica had been up against Trevor at the finals of Herington's billiard competition.

Trevor had been able to defeat Jessica in the blink of an eye despite the confidence Jessica had in her skills.

It was that moment Jessica fell in love with Trevor's

brilliant actions, and that was when she changed her impression of Trevor.

She stopped believing in Melissa's attempts to sow discord between the two and decided to take a good look at Trevor Gulliford.

Everything would have been fine if she had not taken a better look at Trevor.

The man was far too excellent. He was a genius, academically, and in business.

She thought that Trevor had courted her in the same way those foolish rich children did - she thought he used the same old tricks for flirting with her. However, it was only after her investigation did she realize that the man was as proud as she was.

The memories of her past danced across her eyes as she stared at the aloof man in the mirror. Although Jessica could not make tears spring to her eyes, she still felt her throat tighten.

"Are your eyes red?"

The heart of the woman with reddened eyes behind Trevor lurched.

"There's dust in them," Jessica nonchalantly replied.

She then raised her hand to rub them before giving him a tiny smile.

Trevor shot her a contemptuous look before rolling up his sleeves. "Samantha said that you're the only one worthy of becoming her sister-in-law, but she would have never thought that the sister-in-law that she wants would kill her with her own two hands."

"I didn't kill her," Jessica said.

She was not refuting him; she was merely explaining things to him, and it had been subconscious.

A trace of upset flickered past her eyes and was gone in the next second.

As if Jessica was a criminal forced into a confession, she hung her head low and kept muttering,

"I did... I did. I killed her."