One year, one love by Aurora Miller

Chapter 73

“We’re here,” Lewis only spoke after bringing the car to a full stop.

Jimmy opened his drowsy eyes and glanced around. “That fast?”

Lewis replied curtly, “There’s no traffic at night.”

Jimmy pushed the door open to get out, and then turned to Lewis. “Get out and walk me upstairs.”

Lewis, acting good–natured, stepped out and escorted Jimmy up. “Alright, I’ll be heading off now.”

“Stop right there,” Jimmy called out as he opened the door. “Come in. I have something to say to you.”

Lewis checked the time–it was already past 3 AM. “It’s too late. You should rest. Whatever it is, you can say it another time.”

“What? Chickening out?” Jimmy raised an eyebrow, looking smug.

“I’m just thinking about your health,” Lewis replied, not wanting to get tangled up with Jimmy. He knew that Jimmy would just keep dragging things out endlessly.

“Oh, I’m in great health. I can wait until the day you two get divorced,” Jimmy sneered. “Get in here.”

Lewis raised an eyebrow slightly. He knew Jimmy wouldn’t call him up for anything good. He had planned to avoid it, but Jimmy wasn’t letting go. So, he thought he might as well face Jimmy head–on.

Jimmy sat down on the living room sofa, and Lewis took the seat to his left.

“Pour me a glass of water. I’m thirsty,” Jimmy ordered.

Lewis didn’t argue with him. He picked up the kettle, poured a glass, and set it down in front of Jimmy. “Enjoy.”

Jimmy took a big gulp. “Back when Ryan was driving us and Doris around, his cars were all worth millions. And now, Doris’s stuck riding in your crappy car. I don’t know what spell you put on her. You didn’t bewitch my Doris, did you?”

Jimmy looked at Lewis with contempt, thinking he must have used some underhanded trick.

The faint smirk on his lips was

already married Ryan by now–she’d be Mrs. Watson, the wife of Watson Group’s president. What can you even offer my Doris? Can your car and house compare to what Ryan

home today, I’ll give you some advice. You’re tall and handsome–rich

Wouldn’t that be better? The Reed family has no grudges against

point, tearing apart Jimmy’s hypocritical facade. “This is just your wishful thinking. Mr. Watson already

three years. If he wanted to marry her, he would have done it already. He wouldn’t have

face darkened. He furrowed his brows and said, “Mr. Hartman, my Doris has been beautiful since childhood. Many rich young men have pursued her. Even if it’s not Ryan, it certainly

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my standards for a son–in–law. I will never agree to you being with Doris. You’d better

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Chapter 78

returned with an A4 sheet of paper in his hand. He comedor paper in front of Lewis.

on the document titled: [Divorce Agreement.]

From now on, you and Doris will go your separate

the divorce agreement and chuckled, “You’ve

Jimmy pulled a black pen from the coffee table drawer and tossed it to Lewis.

us, and divorce is between us too. Even if you’re her biological father, you have no right to interfere? Lewis held the

shredded agreement into the trash and raised an eyebrow. “That’s

he stared at the torn paper. “Don’t push your luck.

I don’t want to

presence. Despite being older, he was no match for Lewis’s imposing aura. At this

just an ordinary person? How could an ordinary person exude such a

facing an entire army alone. He couldn’t afford to provoke Lewis. So he just sat frozen on the sofa,

Take care,” Lewis said as he prepared to stand up.

Jimmy called

glanced at him sideways, as if

divorce her, then we can’t just let this slide so

as if he were at home. He had turned

“Doris is marrying you, so as the groom, you must prepare a wedding gift. You must have a house and a car. The wedding must be held