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Let Me Go, Mr. Hill!

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Chapter 2508

“So... What do you want me to do?” Jessica asked bitterly.

What did she have to do?

Sadness and annoyance welled up in Forrest’sheart. “It’s enough as long as you don’t lie to me. Stop getting

involved with other men, and remind yourself that you’re married.”

The disappointment in Jessica’s eyes gradually grew. “You don’t understand. I’ve never lied to you. I’ve never gotten

involved with other men. I wasn’t a person who had a messy personal life before our marriage, and I’ve been

keeping myself in check after getting married. You’re the one who doesn’t believe me at all. It’s no use even if I

promise you.”

After she spoke, she felt her head getting heavier. She did not wish to quarrel with him anymore. “Go back. I want

to rest.”

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Jessica pushed his hand that was blocking the door away.

Not only did Forrest refuse to step out, but he even stepped forward and entered. “Since you’re not going back, I’ll

sleep here.”

Astrong feeling of helplessness welled up Jessica’s heart. She gazed at him with her lips pressed and did not say

anything.

“Why? Can't Icome in? Don’t forget that you’re my wife on our marriage certificate. It’s reasonable for me to stay

here.” Forrest simply walked in.

It was his first time being at Jessica’s place.

The house’s interior design was simple with cold tones. It did not look like a place a woman lived at all. There was a

pile of documents and medicines on the coffee table. There were even a few lunch boxes that had been eaten at

the side. It was evident that it was from food delivery.

Forrest went over and picked up the bag the food was delivered in. The food was sent from a five- star hotel in

Canberra. However, food froma hotel did not necessarily mean it was hygienic. “Was this your dinner?” Forrest

asked ina cold tone.

“Is there a problem?” Jessica’s delicate face was so indifferent that there was no warmth to it at all. It was even

comparable to Forrest’s expression. Forrest's throat felt stuck.

Jessica ignored him. She grabbed the documents and turned around to enter the innermost bedroom.

Since Forrest wanted to come in, she had no way of blocking him. However, she could avoid him. Therefore, she

locked the door after entering. Hearing the sound of the lock from within, Forrest’s face darkened. “Jessica, must

you dothis?”

“I already said that I have no strength to serve you. I don't want any accidents to happen.” Jessica's guarded voice

rang out.

Forrest kicked the door in a fit of anger. “I won’t touch you.”

“I don’t believe you.”

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Forrest lowered his head resignedly.

After turning around and returning to the living room, he remembered the bag that contained a lot of medications.

There was a medical record inside. After looking at the doctor’s diagnosis, he was stunned. He knew he was too

violent and had hurt her last night, but he did not expect that she would need stitches with catgut sutures to stop

the bleeding. The record even stated that she had a high fever of 101 Fahrenheit last night. That meant that she

had gone to the hospital to get stitches with a high fever last night. She was on an IV drip until late at night.

It felt as though all the blood in Forrest was flowing in the opposite direction now.

He tightened his grip on the medical record. He deeply realized how extreme his actions were last night.

He clearly saw her bleeding. Why did he notfollow after her?

Why did he become so cold-blooded?

Jessica must be regretting getting married to him.It seemed like he had always been selfish as a man. Forrest

realized he would not be able to accept it at all if Jessica were to ask for a divorce.

He returned to the bedroom door again and knocked. “Jessica, open the door. Let’s talk. I promise I won’t touch you

or be violent to you. 

What do you want to eat? I’ll make it for you.”