As soon as David Benington’s name was mentioned, the slight smile on Annie Lawrence’s face instantly vanished.
Rose Liall carefully observed her change in expression and gently said, "Annie, I know you’ve been wronged. But you also know the current situation at home. If you break up with David, it will be very difficult for you to find another man of his caliber."
"You need to think carefully."
"Mom, it’s not that I want to break up with him." Annie clenched her teeth, her eyes welling up with tears as she angrily said, "He’s the one who wants to break up with me. He still has feelings for that little bitch Joanna Lawrence, and now he can’t wait to break up with me so he can make up with her as soon as possible."
Rose Liall was shocked and her face turned ugly. "Didn’t that little bitch cling to some scumbag? Doesn’t David know?"
"He knows." Speaking of this, Annie became even angrier. "But he thinks Joanna was forced and wants to rescue her from her misery."
"What can we do about this?" Rose Liall panicked. "You’re now signed with his company. If you break up, then you..."
"Mom, can you please stop talking?" Annie, feeling irritated, lay back down on the bed and snapped at her, "I’m already troubled enough. Please leave. I want to be alone for a while."
Annie pulled the covers over her head, refusing to engage in any further conversation.
Rose Liall stood by the bed for a moment and then, feeling helpless, left the room.
After she left, Annie took out her phone and called David. The phone rang for a long time, but no one answered.
Her face darkened as she hung up, quickly dialing his number again. Still, no one answered.
With a "bang", Annie, frustrated, smashed her phone onto the ground.
So David really wanted to break up with her?
Did he wish for them to break up immediately, so he could go find that little bitch Joanna?
She would not break up with him so easily.
When Joanna Lawrence woke up, she saw a set of newly bought clothes lying by the bed.
In the clothes bag, there was also a small note stating that the underwear had been sterilized and washed, and she could wear them with peace of mind.
Joanna smiled after reading the note, thinking that Cody Aberton was quite thoughtful.
She carried the clothes bag into the bathroom, got herself cleaned, and put them on.
The neckline of the dress Cody bought was a bit low.
After putting it on, Joanna stood in front of the mirror and saw that the marks on her neck and chest were particularly noticeable.
They were all red hickeys.
Densely packed, they looked somewhat frightening.
These marks were from when Ashton Heath, in the throes of passion, couldn’t control himself and left them on her body.
At the time, he kissed her while passionately calling her ’baby.’
He didn’t kiss her too hard, but as Joanna had delicate skin, even a gentle suck left a significant mark on her body.
Looking at these numerous hickeys, Joanna furrowed her delicate eyebrows and arranged her hair to cover most of the marks on the front part of her chest.
Only when the marks were less noticeable did she leave the resting room.
She saw Ashton Heath sitting at the black solid wood desk, the slim-fit silvery-grey shirt accentuating his perfect figure, and a slightly open neckline revealing a sexy collarbone.
His long, slender, and rather extraordinary legs were elegantly crossed.
Resting his head on one hand, leaning slightly to the side, he was absorbed in reading a document.