Let Me Go, My Ex-husband

Although it was a question, it was a tone that one could not refuse.

Lindsay nodded, seeing that he looked like he had something to say to her.

It just so happened that she wanted to talk to him too.

Gavin gave Lindsay a warning look, "Behave yourself."

Don't offend him before you marry him. It can be seen from Hugo's indifference that he should be unsatisfied with Lindsay. But it's always good for the Forrest family to get in with the Jones family and become their relatives, and it will help the business of the company.

He didn't want Lindsay to blow it.

Lindsay pretended not to see it and followed Jim out the door.

She knew all too well what Gavin had in mind. Where did he get the confidence that she would help him after she married into the Jones family?

Just because he was her father?

But did he think of her as a daughter? Did he know how she'd spent the last eight years of her life?

As Lindsay's thoughts drifted, her head hit a hard 'wall', she snapped back to her mind, lifted her head, and found that impeccable face close at hand, looking down at her. He, he was really able to stand up.

That was to say, her speculation was right.

Lindsay's scalp tingled under the look, so she looked up at him with forced composure, "You pretend to be disabled on purpose, don't you?"

Hugo's eyes narrowed slightly, with

the displeasure of being seen through, his.tone was not high or low but shocking enough, "Why do you want to marry me despite the fact that I am disabled? What do you see in me? Money? You want to be a wealthy wife?"

Lindsay only felt that the chill seeped out from beneath the skin under his stake, her whole heart was like being held tightly by an invisible hand, and it was difficult to breathe. However, she remained outwardly calm and peaceful, "I was two years old when I was betrothed to you, did I know about money, and the benefits of being a rich wife when I was two years old and forced the two mothers to have us betrothed?"

She paused for a moment, as if to soften her tone, "Mr. Jones, when I was two years old, you were already ten years old, making you eight years older than me, do I mind that you're old?" Oh, Hugo sneered, this woman was more than articulate, she was eloquent!

She was a smart mouth!

He was old?

There was a tension in the air.

They stared at each other, with sparks flying, and neither one refused to back down.

Lindsay's hands clenched into fists at her side. She had married into the Jones family for the sole purpose of Gavin's promise to return her mother's dowry.

She didn't mean to make an enemy of this man, so she softened her tone and lowered her posture, "Mr. Jones, I know you don't want to marry me, but we may just as well have a try..."

She deliberately stopped to look at Hugo's face, his expression fluctuated very slightly, but she caught it anyway.

"Mr. Jones, let's make a deal." Lindsay spoke up, she didn't really want to marry him either. She would have agreed, only because she wanted to come back from abroad and take back what belonged to her mother and her.

"Huh?" Hugo laughed gently, seemingly finding it ridiculous and absurd, she wanted to make a deal with him?

Lindsay swallowed, a cold sweat

broke out on her spine from the

tension. Hugo was so tall that she had to raise her head to look at him, "I know, you pretend to be crippled because you want the Forrest family to back out of this marriage, which I agreed to. I have my difficulties."

That got Hugo interested.