CHAPTER 92: CHAPTER 88: HE ANXIOUSLY SEARCHED FOR HER EVERYWHERE

After leaving this sentence, she walked straight out of the Turner Family’s gate.

From now on, she would truly never come again!

Here, it was full of bad memories. Just thinking of any of them made her chest ache...

This visit was also to make them give up on her! Stop thinking they could get anything from her. Even if she could help, she wouldn’t!

What kind of character was Phoebe Turner, didn’t she know?

After leaving the Turner Family, Laura Quincy didn’t feel like eating anymore. She walked aimlessly on the street, the pedestrians and vehicles around her seemed to have nothing to do with her...

She was an insulator, a transparent being...

Not wanting to return for the moment, she sat on the steps of the music square, hugging her knees and staring blankly, her mood plummeting to the lowest point.

There’s no child who doesn’t yearn for the love and care of their parents. Faced with such a father, she could only make herself strong...

Just like that, she sat alone on the steps in the square for more than an hour.

The cold wind of early winter was mournful, like bone-chilling ice cones torturing her face. She couldn’t help but hug her arms tightly, and some man’s figure unbiddenly came to her mind.

As if driven by a mysterious force, she took out her phone and called him, but no one answered.

At that moment, Jason Hawthorne was still in a meeting. Since the other party was acquainted with Stella Jennings and specifically wanted to meet them, he had no choice but to bring Stella along.

When Laura’s call came through, he was having a pleasant conversation with the others, his phone set to silent mode on the side.

Stella Jennings noticed his phone vibrating, with the caller ID displaying "Little Hedgehog."

In that instant, a surge of sourness welled up within her! Who exactly was this Little Hedgehog?

What was her relationship with Jason?

Could it be that Jason really had another woman outside behind her back?

The sourness in her heart kept bubbling up, and a voice in her head said, "Answer the phone! Answer, and you’ll know they’re sleeping."

"Or take down the number..."

Action is better than hesitation!

She had just reached out to grab the phone when Jason Hawthorne turned his head as if he had eyes in the back, his gaze resting right on her extended hand.

Eyebrows raised, "What’s up?"

Stella Jennings didn’t expect him to suddenly turn around while having a good chat, "Oh! Your phone seemed to vibrate just now."

Jason Hawthorne glanced at her, then reached for the phone. When he saw the missed call, a barely noticeable surprise flashed in his eyes...

What did the little woman want with him at this time?

But he couldn’t leave right now, so he immediately sent a text: I’m busy, will call back later.

Seeing this text, Laura Quincy’s heart sank. Yes! The Demon King was, indeed, a busy man. How could he always be thinking about her like an ordinary man?

Even if he domineeringly declared her as his woman, it was probably just out of temporary interest, right?

Or maybe because Little Mars liked her...

Thinking of this, a bitter smile crept up her lips as she began adjusting her mindset.

Quickly replied: It’s nothing, continue with your work. No need to call back.

After sending that, she turned off her phone.

Intending to go back, but as she stood up she realized her legs were numb from sitting too long...

Since it was still early, she didn’t choose to take a car but walked slowly instead, as it had been a long time since she had such leisure time.

When she first started university, she looked everywhere for part-time jobs just to earn her monthly living expenses. Although she was the rightful heir to the Quincy Family’s clothing factory, her father had long taken possession of everything...

Apart from paying her tuition fees every year, he didn’t even give her living expenses.

Fine then! She didn’t expect anything from them and could only rely on her ability to earn money.

It was also from then on that she no longer had any leisure time...

Taking a deep breath, even without a happy family, she was determined to lead an exciting life!

On Jason Hawthorne’s side, after seeing Laura Quincy’s text, his brow furrowed slightly. Was the little woman throwing a tantrum?

It wasn’t until nearly ten o’clock that he finished his business, sent Stella Jennings away, and drove to Laura’s neighborhood.

Upon arriving, he was met with a closed door, and then he couldn’t get through on her phone, which made his anger rise...

He drove around looking for her, and just as he was getting impatient, he spotted a familiar silhouette on a small road nearby.

He abruptly hit the brakes.

Opening the car door, he stepped out. The biting wind, sharp as knife blades, slashed at his face, and Jason Hawthorne frowned unconsciously.

Laura Quincy walked with her head slightly lowered, completely unaware that a silhouette was approaching her...

Jason Hawthorne’s long and powerful legs stopped in front of her, his hands tucked in the pockets of his trench coat.

"Phone battery died?"

The sudden voice near her ear startled Laura Quincy into looking up, her gaze calm as she glanced at him, "Why are you here?"

The more indifferent she was, the more it annoyed Jason Hawthorne, "I just went to your place looking for you, but you weren’t there."

Laura Quincy bit her lip, her eyelids lowered, "I just came out for a walk."

Jason Hawthorne looked intently at her, "What’s really going on?"

Laura Quincy shook her head, "Nothing really, just found it boring to walk alone, so I called you."

Jason Hawthorne still didn’t believe her. Her emotions didn’t seem like nothing.

"Don’t lie to me."

Laura Quincy met his gaze, "I have no reason to lie to you, and what could possibly be wrong with me?"

Jason Hawthorne stared at her for a few seconds, suddenly feeling a twinge of heartache, uncharacteristically offering an explanation: "I was just talking with a client, so it wasn’t convenient to pick up the phone."

Laura Quincy knew he was a busy man and had already adjusted her emotions earlier.

With him, she absolutely couldn’t harbor too many unrealistic hopes.

Otherwise, the only one who’ll be hurt is yourself...

"Okay, I understand."

"Alright, it’s so cold, come back with me."

Saying that, Jason Hawthorne took her hand and walked towards the car.

Laura Quincy didn’t melodramatically brush his hand away, allowing his warm, large hand to envelop her small one.

Perhaps, what she needed at this moment was just a little bit of this warmth.

Let her be willful just this once!

Her compliant demeanor made Jason Hawthorne believe that she was truly fine, which put his mind at ease. After taking her home, he thoughtfully accompanied her upstairs.

"You are my woman. If you have any issues, you must promptly tell me, don’t keep them to yourself, understand?"

"Hmm."

His woman? A woman he teases whenever he remembers she exists?

Jason Hawthorne certainly didn’t know what she was thinking. Seeing her with lowered brows and a serene expression stirred a ripple in his heart, and without much thought, he kissed her lips...

Laura Quincy passively let him kiss her...

Until the two of them were breathless, she pushed him away and fixed her gaze on him, her tone exceptionally serious, "Have you given serious thought to what I said last time?"

Jason Hawthorne was stunned for a few seconds, then suddenly understood what she meant, "I’ve never casually said ’be my woman’ before."

Laura Quincy’s heart was immediately a jumble of emotions. Did he mean... he was serious about her?

A woman! Always easily flustered at such moments...

Even someone as rational as Laura Quincy was just an ordinary woman, once her heart was moved by this man, it was beyond her control...

Jason Hawthorne was very satisfied with her reaction and leaned down to once again seal her cherry-like lips.

This time, Laura Quincy truly felt the sweetness...

Kissing someone you like, that feeling is completely different.

After experiencing such beauty once, Jason Hawthorne could no longer control his desire for a second time. Just a tight kiss was enough to stir his passionate heart...

Laura Quincy sensed his thoughts sensitively and, her face flushed with embarrassment, tried to push him away, "Haven’t washed yet..."

The last word was as weak as a mosquito’s buzz, but Jason Hawthorne still heard it.

A faint smile arose in his dark eyes, "Alright."

Upon hearing his answer, Laura Quincy hurriedly pushed him away, "Then let go of me first."

Jason Hawthorne obediently let her go, looking at her shy expression with a happy heart. Her shyness was only for him, and it felt wonderful!

Just imagining her once being so intimate with Jasper Hawthorne, jealousy surged in his heart like a torrential flood...

"Get me some underwear."

"Get it yourself."

"This is your home, I don’t know where you put my clothes."

"There’s none of your clothes in my house at all."

"Oh? Whose clothes do you have at home then?"

Laura Quincy sensed a sour note in The Demon King’s voice when he said this.

Then she laughed and said, "Of course there’s... Nina’s clothes!"

She deliberately paused in the middle, clearly seeing the change in The Demon King’s expression, and instantly felt a rush of delight!

Jason Hawthorne snorted through his nose, "What else?"

Laura Quincy understood who he was referring to, "I already threw them away."

Jason Hawthorne’s dark eyes slightly narrowed, "Did he stay at your house?"

This line was clearly full of jealousy.

At this moment, he seemed like a little boy jealous over his girlfriend...

Laura Quincy didn’t want to hide from him, "He slept on the sofa twice, back then he kept a respectful distance from me."

A couple of simple sentences explained everything clearly; she and Jasper Hawthorne hadn’t reached that stage of intimacy, and whenever they were emotionally intimate, if she was even a bit unwilling, he never forced himself on her.

Jason Hawthorne had already gleaned this from her words before, and now he was just confirming it again.

"I’m going to the bathroom."

Saying this, he swaggered towards the bathroom.

Laura Quincy called out to him, "Hey! You haven’t got your clothes yet."

Jason Hawthorne didn’t even turn around as he said, "Bring them to me."

Laura Quincy: "Uh..."

Such a macho attitude, huh!

Humph! Questioning me? He’s been married before! Surely he’s been with countless women!

Thinking this, Laura Quincy still felt a sense of loss...

Hearing the "splashing" sound of water coming from the bathroom, she could only get up and go to the bedroom to find a pair of underwear she had left there last time, then walked to the bathroom door.

Knock knock—

Jason Hawthorne’s deep magnetic voice came from inside, "The door’s not locked."

Laura Quincy was speechless. This bastard! Couldn’t he just stretch his hand out to take it? What did he mean by saying the door wasn’t locked? Did he expect her to bring it inside?

Did he have exhibitionist tendencies?

"Put your hand out!"

"Come in!"

Jason Hawthorne’s voice was domineering and firm, obviously intentionally planned.