The President's Secret Wife

Chapter 41

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“Remember.” Barret nodded and said, “Wait a minute, I have something to do.”

Finished saying that, he turned to leave.

Jenny watched his back go away gradually, she didn’t know what he was going to do, but since he said to let her wait for a while, it meant that he would definitely come back after a while.

In this case, she just waited.

Anyway, the two people’s appointment time was two o’clock in the afternoon.

There was still plenty of time.

Barret almost trotted all the way to the old man Smith’s room.

When he went, Grandpa Smith was sitting on a wooden recliner with his eyes closed, the room was

smoking incense, and Moore was standing by.

“Grandfather.”

He let out a cry, and Mr. Smith opened his eyes and looked at him, as expected.

“You’re here, sit down!”

Just as Mr. Smith finished speaking, who knew that, suddenly, Barret knelt directly in front of him.

“Grandpa, I’m sorry, I know what you mean, you don’t want us to divorce, it’s me who failed you.”

“So, are you still determined to divorce?” Mr. Smith asked immediately.

Barret knelt, pursing his lips and saying nothing.

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“No wonder Jenny insists on divorcing, your attitude will make everyone feel chills.”

“Moore, help him up.” The old man’s voice was stern and calm.

Moore walked over, bent over to grab Barret’s arm and helped him up.

Suddenly, Mr. Smith took the cane and struck him with a stick.

The old man was very ruthless.

The pain exploded all over Barret’s back in an instant.

Seeing him endure without humming or begging for mercy, the old man became more and more angry. Waving the cane, another stick.

The two sticks went down, and Barret’s entire back was burning with pain.

“Are you still want to divorce?” the old man asked again.

“I’m sorry, Grandpa.”

Barret remained stubborn, still insisted.

He stood there, straight as a pine tree, without frowning, clenching his fists, endured with gritting his teeth desperately.

The more the old man looked, the angrier he felt.

He was so angry that he raised his cane again, and raised his hand to strike.

Barret looked at the cane he held up, pursed his lips, gritted his teeth to be ready for admitting it.

Moore rushed over and hugged the cane: “Old man, you can’t strike, if you strike again, you will break the young master.”

“I think his body is very hale and can’t be broke.” The old man was very angry.

Moore looked at Barret again and shouted anxiously, “Master, you should be soft with grandpa, how can your body withstand such a striking?”

“Moore, I know you’re doing it for my own good, and I know Grandpa is angry, if striking me makes him

feel better, let him strike me.”

Barret’s tough mouth made Mr. Smith tremble with anger.

He pushed Moore away, striking Barret hard with his cane.

This time, it was very hard.

Barret’s whole body leaned forward suddenly, groaning, and his blood spat out of his mouth.

Soon, the bright red blood stained the carpet.

“Master……” Moore immediately went to help him.

With this help, he realized that Barret was all wet behind him.

Not because of sweat, though.

But becoming wet because of blood soaking.

A red patch that soaked almost the entire back.

Moore looked up and saw that the old man was in anger now, and his temper was running high,

the young master was in his hot youth and didn’t know how to be soft.

If this continued, the consequence was simply unimaginable.

Correct.

Young mistress!

Now the only one who could save the young master was the young mistress.

Thinking of this, Moore helped Barret up and went out immediately, was ready to look for Jenny.

After striking three times in a row, the old man was also tired, he put down his cane and took a sip of

tea.

Then he looked at Barret, with a look of hating iron not become steel: “Like your father, not wanting a

good wife, but to insist on provoking women outside.”

“My grandmother and I are in love for a lifetime, no matter what difficulties we encounter, we have gone through hand in hand, this lifetime can be said that we had been nurturing each other until we grew old, how did we give birth to the wicked son of your father.

“It’s true that the upper beam is not right and the lower beam is crooked, the good son he taught, taught you such an ungrateful person to come out.”

Barret listened silently, not daring to say a word.

Did not dare to refute too.

Emotionally, he did fail Jenny.

It’s his fault.

He was irrefutable.

“Barret, Barret, in vain, you are in control of such a big company as the Smith family, strategizing every day, making countless decisions, divorcing? Have you ever thought about putting yourself in Jenny’s shoes?”

“I thought about it.” Barret replied affirmatively: “When drawing up the divorce agreement, I told her that as long as she has property requirements, she can ask me, and I will satisfy her.”

“Property?” The old man sneered.

Looking at him coldly: “After two years of marriage, go back to count carefully, has that girl Jenny ever used a penny from you? Does she care about the money you give? She wants you Barret’s money, right?”

“Not only money, house, car, gold and silver jewelry, whatever she wants, I can leave it to her.”

Mr. Smith’s lips trembled with anger, and he was almost speechless.

He raised his cane and struck Barret hard with another stick.

Barret was still standing up straight, not even thinking about begging for mercy.

“She is a girl, divorced, and has no job yet, her mother has passed away for many years, and her

father……”

The old man distressed to say: “It’s better not to mention the gambler of father, and it’s better not to have

him.”

“Brothers and sisters, grandparents, doesn’t have one relative, can be said to have no relatives, have you thought about how she will live after the divorce? How will she bear the gossips of others?”

“Grandpa, after divorce, she is still the person of the Smith family, I will still care for her, take care of her, and protect her from harm.”

“Hmm……” The old man sneered, and at the same time a deep sense of frustration filled his heart: “Getting really divorced, if Jenny is in trouble, do you think she will talk to you and ask us for help?”

“Forget it, I can see it clearly, you can’t take care of her like this, so if you want to divorce just divorce.” “But remember, Barret, Jenny is my beloved granddaughter, and the savior of our entire Smith family, even if divorce, no one is allowed to hurt her.”

“Grandpa, don’t worry, I swear, I will never allow anyone to hurt her.” Barret raised his hand and solemnly

promised.

“As for that Laura, you just drop the idea forever,even if you and Jenny get divorced, that woman will never be allowed to enter my Smith’s door.”

“If you want to marry, you can walk in on my dead body.”

The old man’s voice was powerful, Jenny and Moore had just come over, and they could hear it standing

outside.

“Grandpa, I promised to marry her, and I will fulfill my responsibility.”

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“What did you say?”

The old man was so angry that he directly swung his cane, seeing that he was about to strike Barret.

Suddenly, the door opened, and Jenny ran over quickly and threw herself on Barret’s body.