Chapter 11 Back to the Former Home

Frederick's eyes widened, and he tightly held her arm with his palm, wishing to crush her bones. What a hateful woman! The atmosphere in the private room was terrible. But the woman who was not afraid of death said his weakness, "Nicole, the internet celebrity, was on the top search not long ago. I don't mind creating a new round of top searches as your engagement gifts." Frederick let go of his hand. The corners of his mouth twitched. He suppressed his anger and growled, "Jenny, this time, you will never escape again." Jenny didn't care about this sentence at all. She stretched out her hand and pushed him, turned around, and opened the door to go out. Her high-heeled shoes made a rhythmic kicking sound on the floor, strong and powerful. But her body was already weak. She pretended to be strong in front of Frederick. Jenny didn't want him to see her weakness. Frederick was a jerk! Fuck! Frederick was the one who wanted a