Chasing My Rejected Wife by J.Liu

In the past three years, she had never paid attention to the news about Rodney. She didn’t expect that he had yet gotten married to his mistress, Celia, though.

Elliot sneered, “This Mr. Barron is getting engaged to the Chief Secretary’s precious daughter. If not to respect Rodney Barron, then it’s to respect the Chief Secretary. Either way, we’ll have to give a great gift!”

“Mr. Thomson, then what should we give?”

“What to give? How would I know?” Elliot shifted his gaze to Amber and said, “I’ll leave this to you. Go and pick out a gift.”

“I… I don’t know about this. Mr. Thomson, you should instruct someone else.” Amber immediately refused. Naturally, she was unwilling to choose a gift for that scumbag and b*tch.

“Can’t you learn if you don’t know how?” Elliot’s favourite thing to do was to torture Amber. In his eyes, she was already a 27-year-old woman, but still didn’t know how to dress up, make up, and didn’t even have a boyfriend. He inexplicably disliked Amber at first sight.

If it weren’t for Pierce’s sake, he wouldn’t have wanted such a woman to be his assistant. On the first day of work, he had reminded Amber that he didn’t like women with glasses and also asked her to wear contact lenses when she comes to work. However, this woman dared disobey him and continued to disgust him by putting on a pair of unfashionable black-framed glasses every day.

“Well, since you didn’t follow my orders, don’t blame me then. I can’t reject Pierce, but can’t I torture you?” Elliot thought.

in his heart. “I’ll leave you in charge of this matter. I’m

Amber sighed in her heart and reluctantly

was going to meet some customers at the

negotiations, it was time for wine and women as usual. Elliot was known as a playboy, and he called for the best courtesans in the club. In the private room, the men began to be restless after drinking a few glasses of wine. Each of them started being

an eyesore at this moment. She immediately

“Go

I can’t find you, you’ll know what!” Elliot responded

Elliot, “Mr. Thomson, why did you want such an ugly

when

private room all laughed, Amber quickened her pace. Since she couldn’t go far. She just stood in the corridor outside the room, on standby for Elliot’s

her direction. They were escorting a middle-aged man, who was in high spirits. As Amber saw the middle-aged man, she immediately lowered her head, looking at her

he had a sense that something was not

at first glance since she

and looked indifferently at