"Enough..." Heather Hsiao said coldly.
"Heather, we used to be husband and wife, how could you be so cruel?"
"I said enough." Heather Hsiao, turned away from Joshua Xie.
"Even if we had already divorced, you can't be so cruel. You should leave me something, it was both of our efforts to achieve this result." Joshua Xie finally blurted out his main concern.
"How dare you mention about the family property?" Heather Hsiao was getting angry, she was so angry that she chest was pumping up and down and she yelled, "Joshua Xie, if you are still a man, you should proceed with the procedure quickly."
"I..."
"In these years of marriage, apart from eating, drinking, gambling and spending money, have you ever made any contribution for this family? What am I, a cash machine, a toy, or a tool for trading? A gift for others? "
"Joshua Xie, forget about it, when I think about the past, I feel like I've lived in a nightmare."
After talking angrily, tears were swirling in Heather Hsiao's eye.
"Joshua Xie, get it done, right away." Jacob Ye took out the divorce agreement and threw one of the copies onto Joshua Xie's body, and stared at him coldly.
When he saw Jacob Ye, Joshua Xie couldn't help but shiver. Last night, Jacob Ye's way of torture made him scared.
Just after Jacob Ye left last night, he experienced pain for almost three hours. He laid on the ground and didn't dare to move. Even if the wind blew on him, he felt like a knife cutting him.
Later, the owner of the bathing center called an ambulance for him, and he was lifted onto the ambulance while weeping. After examinations done on him, they did not find anything wrong with him.
He didn't want to experience the pain again.
After the appearance of the Civil Affairs Bureau, they each got their divorce certificate.
Heather Hsiao felt relieved, then, she collapsed in Jacob Ye's car. She looked at the divorce certificate in her hand, and tears was streaming down her cheeks uncontrollably.
"Well, everything is over. In the future, a new life is waiting for you..." Jacob Ye comforted.
Heather Hsiao nodded and fell into Jacob Ye's arms.
After a while, Jacob Ye drove Heather Hsiao back to her villa. She lived in one of the most high-end communities among the Gloria properties. Actually, it was not far from where Jacob Ye lived.
At noon, Jacob received a call from Master Lin, he asked Jacob Ye to go to Gloria for lunch. Hearing his tone, he sounded like he needed some help from Jacob Ye.
Jacob Ye agreed and said goodbye to Heather Hsiao. Then he drove to the private room on the seventh floor of Gloria Jiangnan.
"Jacob, please sit." When they arrived at the door of the private room, Master Lin was already waiting for him inside. He welcomed Jacob Ye in enthusiastically.
"Tell me, you must have something that you need me to do." Jacob Ye sat down with a smile.
"I really can't hide anything from you." Master Lin smiled and then poured a glass of water for Jacob Ye.
"What's wrong? What can I do for you, Master Lin?" Jacob Ye was shocked and said, "Don't tell me you played around too much and want me to help you with the abortion for some woman?"
"I'm telling you, if that's the case, I can't help you. You'll have to take responsibility."
"Shut up. Am I that irresponsible?" Cole Lin scolded with a smile.
While they were talking, there was a knock on the door. Cole Lin went to open the door and saw a nearly 40-year-old middle-aged man walking in.
Seeing the person, Jacob Ye couldn't help but be surprised. He knew this person. Wasn't he the leader of the Oakdale City Public Security Bureau, Wilbur Mao, whom he met a few days ago?
"Uncle Mao, you're here." Cole Lin brought Wilbur Mao in.
"Hi, Officer Mao." Jacob Ye greeted.
"Yo, lad, it's you." Wilbur Mao froze then, stepped forward and laughed, "The two of us are really destined. The safety of Old Lin on the other day depended on you, and I plan to give you a prize for your justice act. "
"Officer Mao you are just being nice, and I just did what I could." Jacob Ye laughed.
"Stop calling me Officer Mao, you sound like a stranger, call me Uncle Mao instead, which is more appropriate." Wilbur Mao has been in politics for many years. He knew that whoever appeared in this room had to be someone special. Besides, Jacob Ye also saved Old Lin a few days ago, the relationship with Secretary Lin is certainly not ordinary.
He should not be careless.
"Ah, all right, I'll call you Uncle Mao. Uncle Mao, please sit down."
Wilbur Mao nodded and sat down. Cole Lin ordered the waiter outside the door, "Serve the dishes."
"Okay, Master Lin, please wait a moment." The waiter answered respectfully and then left.
After a few moments, the dishes was served. This restaurant is the place where Master Lin hang out all the time, all the dishes served were special.
Wilbur Mao looked at Cole and asked with confusion: "Lin, no one else is coming?"
Cole Lin laughed: "No one else, just the three of us..."
"But where is the magical doctor introduced by Old Lin?" Wilbur Mao asked in confusion.
Cole Lin smiled and pointed to Jacob Ye, "Isn't he here?"
"It's Jacob?" Wilbur Mao was taken aback, but also a little disappointed.
When Wilbur Mao was in the army, he was a subordinate of Old Lin, so his relationship with Old Lin was not ordinary. He is now forty years old, and had some private troubles that was bothering him. He went to see Old Lin a few days ago. After telling about his problems in these years, Old Lin recommended a magical doctor for him.
Today, he came here with confidence, but he did not expect that the so-called magical doctor was Jacob Ye.
Jacob Ye looked very young, at most twenty-two years old? Even if he knows some medical skills, how can he be called a magical doctor? He was very clear about his condition, he had already seen many doctors over years, and there was still no cure for his condition
"Uncle Mao, although Jacob is very young, his medical skills are really amazing. My dad and my grandpa's problems were all cured by him." Cole Lin laughed.
"Oh, okay, please take a look for me." Although Wilbur Mao did not believe Jacob Ye's medical skills, but he did it out of polite and courtesy.
Jacob Ye knew that at his age, it is weird to call him a magical doctor. He smiled and said, "I have a hint of what your condition is, there's no need for a look."
"No need to take my pulse?" Wilbur Mao was surprised.
"Traditional Chinese medicine focuses on a person's complexion, sound, and taking the pulse and questioning the symptoms, in fact, everyone has a kind of Chi that is only unique to themselves, I just need to look at their Chi." Jacob Ye laughed.
Wilbur Mao felt a little unsatisfied at first, feeling that Jacob Ye was exagerrating, not to mention Jacob Ye's young age, he doesn't look like any of the Chinese traditional doctors at all.
Even if you really knew, at least, take my pulse? How can you just look at my Chi? Do you think this is a novel? You didn't even bother to check and you figured out what was wrong with me?