You Are The Pursuit of My Life

Chapter 7

As it was getting late, Irene laid down in bed soon fell into a deep slumber.

She then began to dream.

In her dreams, she had returned to that day three years ago when Lily showed her huge belly to her and smiled gleefully as she announced,

"Irene, I'm pregnant with his child."

Irene merely slapped her in the face, but that led to Lily's subsequent miscarriage.

She felt afraid and angry when she saw the blood that was splattered all over the ground.

'Smack!' The crisp sound of a slap could be heard, along with the vicious cursing by Margaret, "B*tch, you're a fruitless tree and yet you simply can't allow others to do what you've failed to achieve, could you?'

"This is the divorce agreement. Please look through and sign your name on it," the lawyer said indifferently.

"Mr. Myers, don't have the time the spare. Stop wasting time. Hurry and sign it. It's better for all of us."

had loved and fully

that she could entrust herself to

entire body was drenched with cold sweat. She

haunted by these terrible dreams for the past three years. Irene rubbed her head and sat up before she grabbed her cellphone from the bedside table and took one glance at the time. It was 4 a.m in the

sweat, she slipped out of bed and took a

looked

only knew how to fool around, he could be trusted to handle things well. When they

San Fetillo, he

eager to

was not a man who liked to drag things on and as his assistant, Irene doesn't dare

Re

finished her breakfast and hurried downstairs with her bag. She lived in an old style house that was tucked away in the alley. As the neighborhood was as old as time itself, several street lamps were already

was parked

as Irene rushed onto the bus before he rolled down his car window. He held onto a cigarette butt and stared at the direction where she had disappeared off to with a gloomy look in

good that you're

before she sat down in her seat and turned on her computer. While she was looking through Jordan's schedule for the day, heard the sound of footfall at the entrance. Jordan and his Executive

at such an early hour, and his lips curled up into a mischievous grin as he said, "Irene, are you hoping that I'll give you more bonus for coming in early? Fat hope! I would rather give my money to a