His Precious Love

Chapter 602

Her body shook uncontrollably as she wailed in pain.

Paying no heed to her protests, Wyatt forcefully pinched her jaw and used a fruit knife to slash the right side of her face, leaving bloody streaks from her eyebrow to her cheek.

With a sinister smile on his face, Wyatt eyed the blood oozing out of the wounds he had left on the girl's cheeks. The girl shook violently out of abject fear. In an eerily gentle tone, Wyatt uttered, “Do you think you deserve to even look like her? Hmm?”

The rich young man was confounded, and a chill ran from his toes to the top of his head.

He knew that Wyatt and Jessica were an item in the past and that Wyatt was head over heels for the woman. Hence, he looked for a girl of a similar physique and let her undergo plastic surgery to look like Jessica.

He had wanted to present the lookalike to Wyatt to appease the latter, and yet...

The girl was struck with terror and fainted from the agonizing pain.

Wyatt hurled her to the carpet nonchalantly and took a tissue to wipe the blood on his hands. “Take her back and get rid of her together with the plastic surgeon. Get them out of Norwal City.”

The rich young man knew that Wyatt was talking to him and dared not linger even for a second in the private room. He hurriedly dashed over to drag the girl along and scurried out of the room haphazardly.

The people in the private room averted their gazes, and the atmosphere returned to normal as if the incident had never happened.

Wyatt poured himself a glass of wine and casually took a few sips.

Jacob cast him a glance, fraught with mixed feelings. He knew that Wyatt wouldn't let the rich young man off the hook that easily. Nonetheless, he hadn't expected Wyatt to go to that extent.

“I'm going out for some fresh air.” Jacob took the cigarette from the table and got up from the chair.

After getting out of the private room, he wanted to order some food at the restaurant. He accidentally bumped into a pregnant lady on his way out.

The pregnant woman's appearance startled him, and he immediately removed the cigarette he was smoking.

“J-Jessica?” Jacob couldn't believe his eyes.

Jessica flashed him a smile. With her hands supporting her back, she slowly approached him and said, “It's been a while since we last met.”

“It's really you?” Jacob hadn't spent much time with Jessica. However, their time spent together was still enough to let him recognize her. His eyes darted to her protruding belly as he stammered, “Y-You're not dead... The baby is still...”

Everyone thought Jessica was dead when they couldn't find her after she fell into the sea.

“I was lucky. Someone saved me,” Jessica said without further elaboration. She cocked her head to one side and looked at the private room behind Jacob. “Is Wyatt in there?”

While Jacob was still reeling from the shock of seeing her, Jessica had already made her way to the private room.

Jacob finally snapped back to his senses and stopped her. He cleared his throat awkwardly and asked, “Are you hungry? Why don't I bring you to eat at the restaurant? He's in a business meeting right now.”

As a matter of fact, Jacob didn't want Jessica to smell the lingering metallic stench of blood in the private room. Besides, since the imposter had just left, he didn't know what Wyatt would think of the real Jessica showing up there.

Since Jessica appeared to be well into her trimester, Jacob thought it wise to be more vigilant.

“I've been around since six o'clock. Since you guys weren't around, I went back to take a nap in a private room,” Jessica replied. “Now that you mention it, I am feeling a little hungry. Let's go.”

Jacob carefully watched the way. Afraid that Jessica might fall, he asked, “Do you need me to support you?”

“No need. I'm not that fragile.”

Meanwhile, the manager was about to deal with a matter in a private room and bumped into Jessica and Jacob on his way over.

“Mr. Valentine,” the manager greeted.

Jacob nodded in acknowledgment.

After passing by each other, the manager suddenly recalled that the pregnant lady had been asking to meet Wyatt. Why did she leave with Mr. Valentine instead?

The manager didn't give much of his thought and went to the private room to serve his clients. When he came out of the room, a server came running.

“Manager, these documents require the boss' signature. Could you get him to sign them?”

“Don't you have legs? Why are you asking me to go?” the manager retorted.

The server scratched his head and said in a small voice, “I heard that the boss had just lost his temper in the private room. He's most probably not in a good mood. Well, you're quite close to him. So...”

The manager took over the document, slapped the server's back, and said, “Fine. I'll go.”

“Thank you!”

After reaching the private room that Wyatt was in, the manager knocked before going in.

He detected the metallic stench of blood but paid no heed to it. He passed the document to Wyatt after spotting him and presented the man with a pen. “Boss, these documents require your signature.”

Wyatt skimmed through the documents and signed them shortly after. “Have you seen Jacob?”

“Ten minutes ago, when I was on my way to serve a customer.” He didn't know if he should divulge further and said hesitantly, “He, uh, was leading a pregnant lady to the restaurant. I think they're going for a meal together.”

“A pregnant lady? Was it his friend?” Wyatt asked with a frown.

“I didn't ask. It didn't seem like it, though,” the manager replied. He cast a sheepish glance at Wyatt and added, “The pregnant lady had come here since six o'clock. In fact, she had been looking for you. I don't know why—”

“Did she mention her name or which company she came from?” Wyatt asked.

The pregnant lady had left quite an impression on the manager since there weren't any other pregnant women around. He clearly remembered her features and the things she said. “She just mentioned she's Ms. Marsh, nothing about where she's working. She's not tall, but she's quite pretty.”