Trap me in your love

Chapter 87 The More He Loved Her, The More He hated Her

"Yes." Mark replied without hesitation. His attitude was clear. He didn't want Joyce to have too much contact with Jessie. Not because he was afraid that she would say something to Jessie, but because that he didn't want Jessie to get hurt.

"Honey, are you hungry? Let's go to eat something." He took Jessie's hand and walked away.

"Wait a minute," the sales man ran out of the shop and handed over the shopping list to Mark and said, "Mr. Lan, here are your shopping list. The phone of our shop is on it. If you need any baby products in the future, you can call this number and we'll send them to your home."

Mark took the list and nodded before he left.

Baby products?

They had a child!

They had met each other for less than three months, but they already had a child!

Good, very good!

She glared fiercely at Jessie's back, clenching her fists so tightly that she didn't even feel the pain of nail piercing into her flesh.

'Mark...

You protected this woman so much today. I'll make you regret!'

Mark had booked a table at a restaurant on the fifth floor when he bought milk. Then they went straight to the fifth floor.

"Mr. Mark, shall we serve the dishes now? Or do you want to order something else for your wife?" The restaurant manager said respectfully with the menu in his hand.

Mark took over the menu and put it in front of Jessie. He said in a soft voice, "I have ordered a few dishes. You can see if there is anything you want to eat."

Just now, his face was darker, but the unhappy look disappeared in front of Jessie. His handsome face was always filled with spoiling tenderness for her.

Jessie picked up the menu and handed it to the manager, "That's it. Just serve the dishes."

The manager cast a glance at Mark and saw his expression. He said okay and left.

Both of them were silent and lost in thought.

After a long time, Jessie asked anxiously.

"Is that your ex-girlfriend?"

Mark raised his head, with a complicated expression in his eyes.

According to the conversation just now, what happened between him and that girl was easy to be understood. Moreover, Jessie was not a jealous person. Every man in this world had ex-girlfriends!

Especially a man like Mark who was rich, handsome and powerful.

However, the more indifferent Mark was to that girl, the more upset she felt.

Love turned hate... The more he loved her, the more he hated her.

'Mark, how much did you love her? Why did you hate her so much now?' Even a stranger could sense the strong love and hatred between them.

"If you don't want to..."

"Her name is Joyce. She is Caleb's cousin." Jessie didn't want to ask more, but Mark spoke. "She is my first girlfriend, and also the last one."

"Last... One?" Jessie felt very depressed.

If she was the last girlfriend, what did she mean to him?!

"Since you love her so much, why did you break up with her?"

If they haven't broken up, they should have been married.

If they didn't break up, she wouldn't be used as a pawn and married into the Lan family.

If they didn't break up, all this wouldn't happen.

She was still the same Jessie as before. Nothing would change.

Mark kept silent. In fact, he hadn't broken up with Joyce at all. It was just an accident that separated them from each other. He mistakenly thought that she was dead, so they ended up like this.

Mark didn't know how to explain to Jessie. Since he was married and the one he loved now was her, why did he have to tell everything of his past to her?

Sometimes, the more you explain, the harder it will be to make everything clear.

It was an embarrassing and sharp question, but in the end, it came to an end when Mark said "God's will".

Perhaps it was because she was not happy, or perhaps it was because the dishes here were not to her appetite, Jessie almost didn't eat for the whole meal.

But there were so many delicious dishes in front of her that she could only force herself to have a bite and escape from Mark's questioning with the excuse of "I am not hungry".

As a matter of fact, Mark was so smart that he could figure out what was in Jessie's mind.

He knew what she was upset about, but he didn't know how to comfort her.

If he told her what had happened between him and Joyce, she might be more upset and she might not be able to eat anything.

After the meal, when Jessie said she was tired, Mark drove her home. Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

Along the way, both of them were speechless. The atmosphere in the narrow space was extremely dull.

Jessie looked out the window, with a gloomy face. However, Mark didn't say anything to comfort her when he knew she was angry.

As soon as the car entered the villa, Jessie got off the car immediately and rushed back to her room without turning back. She didn't even hear what Grace said to her.

With the sound of "bang", the door was slammed shut. Grace asked: "Mr. Mark, what happened to Mrs. Jessie? Did you have a fight?"

After a short pause, Mark looked at the closed door on the second floor and walked out of the room without answering Grace.

Grace...

What's wrong with them today? All of them kept silent without any reply. What happened?

When Jessie was sitting on the bed, the more she thought about it, the more uncomfortable she felt. She felt as if her chest was pressed by a big stone, and even it was difficult to breathe.

"Bad Mark! You know I'm angry, but you still ignored me. What the hell do you want? I hate you!" Sitting on the bed with her legs crossed, Jessie thumped the pillow to release her anger.

She's just throwing a tantrum, and it'll be fine as long as he tries to comfort her. But he didn't. 'You're doomed, Mark!

Fine, I won't say that again. If you dare, don't talk to me for the rest of your life!'

Just now, Jessie promised to herself that she wouldn't see him again. Soon enough, she couldn't wait to go downstairs.

"Grace, where is Mark?"

"…… Mr. Mark is out."

"Out? When did it happen?"

"Just... When you closed the door, he took a quick look at you and then left."

Jessie squinted and thought to herself, 'Mark, don't come back if you dare!"

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After Mark left the villa, he went to the bar directly.

Drinking in the daytime was not his habit, but he could do nothing. His mind was full of the faces of Joyce and Jessie. He could not find other ways to get rid of reality.

"Wow! Mr. Mark invited us to have a drink. It's still daytime. I can't believe it!"

"Fuck off! Don't blame me. I didn't call you."

John looked at Caleb and Jeffery, "What's wrong with him? That woman dumped you again?"

Without saying a word, Mark kept drinking, and they could easily tell how irritated he was from the empty bottles piling up all over the table.

"Stop drinking, Mark." Caleb reached out his hand to pull him back, but was pulled away by Mark.

"If you are my friend, then drink with me. If not, leave here!"

Everyone...

Since John and Jeffery had just come back from abroad, they didn't know what had happened to Mark. They could only look suspiciously at Caleb.

After taking a look at Mark, Caleb continued after a pause, "Joyce isn't dead. She's back."