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

She had thought that she could

was drenched with cold sweat. She then quivered and woke up with a

been 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

body was wet with sweat, she slipped out of bed and took a shower before she changed into a fresh set

looked like

to fool around, he could be trusted to handle things well. When

San Fetillo,

eager to get

who liked to drag things on and as his assistant, Irene doesn't dare to slack off at

Re

several street lamps were already out of order. Irene

parked beside

disappeared off to with a gloomy look in his eyes.

it's good that you're back,"

rushed into the company and because she was early today, there was nobody. She then tidied up the office and made a cup of tea for Jordan 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

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 beautiful woman than to an ugly monster