Chasing My Rejected Wife by J.Liu

On the way back, Amber was still a little muddled. What Noemi had said about the wages for recording really persuaded her. Noemi also said that if the ratings were good, there would be more rewards. If so, wouldn’t she become rich then?

It sounds a little pathetic to think that having several ten thousand dollars had something to do with being rich, but it was truly a great news for Amber.

Now that her uncle was sick, she had to be ready with a hefty amount of money. Having just been fired, she had lost her livelihood. If being a guest on this reality show could really make her money, she must take it up.

The car stopped at Amber’s apartment and she hurriedly got out of the car with all the documents. As she reached the entrance, someone was blocking there. It was Elliot, with both hands in his pockets, smiling at her like a rogue.

“Amber! I’ve been waiting for you for such a long time!”

“What for?” Amber was annoyed.

She wasn’t wearing the pair of black frame glasses and her eyes were luminous. The way she spoke wasn’t as slow and soft as before. She was acting like a completely different person. This greatly delighted Elliot’s heart and he shyly said, “I have something to tell you. Come with me.”

As he spoke, he reached out to pull Amber, but she jumped in fright and instinctively flung off his hand. “Elliot Thomson, what the hell do you want?”

“I really have something to

want to listen. Elliot

won’t!” Elliot’s temper flared up

her hand in anger, targeting his face. Since he had been slapped in the morning, he was prepared for it and his other

carried and half dragged

that he would be so blatant. She immediately shouted for

direction. However, Elliot wasn’t afraid at all. He smiled at them and said, “She’s my girlfriend! I made her angry

a lecher. Furthermore, his appearance was handsome and charming, while Amber was as pretty as a picture. The two of them seemed to match well and

had dragged her next to the car, Amber panicked. She lowered her head and bit Elliot’s hand fiercely. Not expecting her to be so ruthless, he

with blood, which

of a car brake was heard. He turned

little embarrassed. He let off an awkward laugh and asked, “Mr. Barron, how are you free to

fake smile and replied, “What’s this all

she had asked me to keep her company, but I had something serious to do. I