She Becomes Glamorous After The Engagement Annulment

Chapter 143: What’s Your Relationship With Mr. Hunt, Ms. Smith?

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Joel stopped abruptly in his tracks, a touch of surprise forming in his upturned eyes.

Justin Hunt was with Nora Smith?

What was the relationship between the two of them?

Suddenly, the people inside seemingly noticed the movement outside, and Justin’s razor-sharp gaze penetrated through the window.

Joel quickly stepped backward and hid to the side. He didn’t look inside anymore. However, he could hear violent thuds and thumps coming from within. There were sounds of their bodies hitting the wall, as well as muffled grunts from colliding against each other. He could also hear gasps in between…

The intense activity made even Joel blush.

He took another step back and slipped away quietly as if he was afraid that they would discover him. Now, that would be awkward.

.

The last time he could remember hearing such children-inappropriate sounds was back when he was still with Tanya five years ago. As for Hillary, it was because he had been drunk one night. He clearly remembered that the person he was with in bed was Tanya, yet when he woke up, it became Hillary instead…

In his memories, he had never slept with Hillary before.

Not in the past, let alone during the last five years.

Joel didn’t continue going to the ward in front but returned to Ian’s ward instead.

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In the stairwell.

With her leg blocked, Nora’s fist came into play. Spying an opening, she threw a punch at his left shoulder.

After succeeding, she finally ended the fight and took a step back, pulling away from him. She said coldly, “Mr. Hunt, please keep an appropriate distance from me.”

Justin held his shoulder. From the look of it, his injury seemed pretty serious. He gave her a wry smile and said, “You seem to be the one who approached me first, Ms. Smith…”

Nora was still pulling a long face. Her gaze was sharp and her eyes misty from anger. The tips of her ears were also a little red.

now, but the moment they finished talking and she let go of him, he immediately reached out and held her by her waist, bringing her toward him. Then, he leaned down and kissed

Damn it!

very next moment. Unfortunately, the man had the audacity to actually duck. The two of them had fought for a full ten minutes before she finally found an opening

looked at him coldly and clenched her fists. “If this ever happens again, Mr.

the stairwell open and left at once, leaving Justin there as he touched his nose

back to the

him with her cold, sharp eyes. On her

hold back, he had acted on impulse

a brief moment, the girl’s soft and tender

left shoulder again, a smile suddenly appeared at the corners of

was wild enough

Ten minutes later.

family doctor came over to pop his shoulder back into place. When he saw how

you

York—in fact, in the whole of the United States—who

Justin’s mother whenever they were unwell. This was the very

he secretly regretted his actions. He shouldn’t be asking that much about his employer’s affairs, especially when it was about Justin. On the surface, the man seemed like the head of the Hunts. However, he knew his identity was by no means simple. He had never said anything more

a question, would Mr. Hunt get mad at

shoulder. However, not only was the man not annoyed, but the corners

exuded a chilly and ruthless aura

to his question from just now, “It

The family doctor, “…”

there people who actually liked being beaten

his boss wasn’t a closet masochist,

prescribe him some

into place, Justin started walking back to Cherry’s ward while moving his shoulder. As expected, he saw that the woman was still there. She had fallen asleep on the sofa at the

closed, and her long silky and glossy hair was spread out behind her. Her small pert nose made her look quiet and

care of her because they couldn’t help but feel that she looked so weak

steps. He checked on Cherry first—she was sleeping soundly with her little mouth open and was even talking in her sleep. She

Justin, “…”

pulled up the covers for

was his daughter, he would have been delirious with joy a long time ago. He would never have done all those things that were no different from slapping

the sofa again.

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