Billionaire's Flashed Married Sweetheart

Chapter １３

In the Royal Lee's office, there was not only him, but also a tall man in a black suit.

They looked at each other in silence with four eyes, and neither of them looked away.

It's been 2 years. I thought there wouldn't be any waves in my heart when I saw this person, but the truth is not.

When I saw this face that I was so familiar with that I couldn't be more familiar with, all the bad memories rushed into my heart like a tide. I wanted to turn around and leave, but the heavy pain in the past dragged me hard, making me unable to move at all. I could only look at the man in front of me helplessly.

"Mr.Lee, this must be the Ms.Dench you praised."

"Mr.Cotillard, yes," Royal Lee nodded repeatedly. "Ms.Dench, this is our Cotillard Group's Mr.Cotillard. He wants to know your opinion on this project."

I clenched my fists and tried my best to maintain a professional smile. "Hello, Mr.Cotillard!"

Although I tried my best to keep a professional smile, my voice was still trembling.

When I was explaining, I felt a burning gaze staring at me, but I chose to ignore it completely.

While they were talking, the secretary came in and called Royal Lee away. I didn't notice it for a while. When I found it, he and I were the only ones left in the office.

The smile on my face disappeared in an instant. I want to leave.

The man moved much faster than me. He pulled me into his arms and hugged me tightly. "Jane..."

I struggled to get rid of his arms and said coldly, "Sir, please behave yourself."

After saying that, I turned around and was about to leave, but the man grabbed my wrist again. "Jane, it's been 2 years. Are you still blaming us?"

I took a deep breath and said coldly, "Sir, please let go of me, or don't blame me for being rude."

The man ignored what I said and said, "Jane, sit down. Let's have a talk."

"I told you to let me go." I bit my lips and blinked my eyes, trying to hold back the tears that were about to burst out.

I didn't shed a tear 2 years ago, and now 2 years later, I won't cry for someone who shouldn't have cried.

The man pulled me into his arms again and said, "Jane, Jane..."

I tried my best to struggle, but there was a huge difference between the strength of a man and a woman. I tried for a long time but failed to break away from him.

"Jane, I know you have suffered a lot outside in the past 2 years. Now I'm here to pick you up. You go back with me. Your parents and your sister are all worried about you."

Hearing the man's words, I suddenly calmed down. "Who are you? Why do you say that to me?"

You want me to go back?

When I was abandoned by them 2 years ago, they should have known that they would never go back to the past.

"Jane..."

"Don't call me like that! It will only make me feel sick," I interrupted him, trying to calm myself down. "I'm living well now. Please don't appear in front of me and disturb my life again."

"Are you doing well?" the man pinched my chin and forced me to look up at him. "Jane, if it weren't for me, do you really think your plan book would appear in front of me?"

I bit my lips and looked at him coldly, "you..."

His words were like a knife, stabbing into my heart. In the past 2 years, I have worked hard and lived hard. No matter what I have done, I have relied on my own efforts to create, but after working so hard for so long, I got such an answer.

I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and then slowly raised a smile. "Thank you for your kindness, Mr.Cotillard."

"Jane, I did all this for you." the man wanted to touch my face, but before he could touch it, I slapped him away.

"Don't touch me. It's dirty!"

After saying that, I turned around and walked to the door, but it was locked from inside and I couldn't open it! "What the hell do you want to do?"

"Jane, I won't hurt you." the man approached again. "I just want to hug you and feel that you really exist by my side."

I grabbed the ashtray on the tea table and said, "I told you not to come over."

The man smiled and said firmly, "I know you don't want to hurt me. I know it all the time. You love me so much, how can you hurt me?"

I just want to leave here and never see this face again.

"Jane..."

When he reached out his hand to me again, I threw the ashtray at the man's head without thinking.

There was a cut on the man's forehead, and blood dripped down from it, but he still looked at me with a smile as if he didn't know the pain. "Jane, you can't escape. As long as I don't let you go, you will never be able to escape." Tom Cotillard had a smile on the corner of his mouth. There seemed to be pain in his smile, but there was also excitement as if he had recovered from loss.

I bit my lips and trembled slightly. "No way..."

"Jane, the person I love is you. It has never changed." he said with a smile. But in the end, it was in his head and seriously injured. His body shook and fell down.

"Tom Cotillard..."

Perhaps it was because the noise in the room was too loud that someone finally opened the door and came in. Seeing that Tom Cotillard was injured to the ground, the group of people panicked.

When I came to my senses, I didn't know how long it had passed. I had already been taken to the police station and locked up in a small cold house.