The President's Accidental Wife

Chapter 1801

At this point, Declan felt that Jazz was simply an eyesore!

Essa sat beside Jazz. They both kept talking and ignored Declan.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Jazz got up. Looking at Declan, who had no intention of leaving. Jazz said, "It's time for them to rest."

Jazz was indicating to Declan that Essa and her mother were going to rest, so Declan should leave too!

Declan had mixed feelings inside. He thought, 'Who is he to speak to him in this tone of voice as the head of the family?

He's so annoying!'

"I still want to talk to Essa with a few words. After that, I will leave."

Hearing his words, Jazz stopped in his tracks. "Well, then I'd like to hear what you have to say to my girlfriend..."

Declan paused, frowned, and said, "She has the right to decide whether or not to talk to me. I'd like a couple of words to her alone."

"Alone? Why would you want to speak to her alone?" Jazz sneered and said bluntly.

"She's a person, not an item, and I just want to talk to her for a few minutes. Why are you so nervous? Or are you afraid to let me talk to her? Or are you afraid that she still has feelings for me?"

"Are you challenging me?" Jazz sneered, looking at him calmly and indifferently. " Unfortunately, I won't accept it. If you have something to say to her, you say it to my face. If you don't want to, you turn around and leave."

Essa was silent without saying a word. She and Declan had broken off the ties after what had happened between them.

Declan ignored Jazz and stared at Essa. He hoped that Essa would say something.

But Essa did not speak and remained quiet.

Then, Declan could only leave. He thought there was plenty of time to talk to her later. And he didn't believe that Jazz would be by Essa's side all the time, for she would be alone somehow.

Jazz stared at her. "If you have completely let go of him, then you should never see him alone again!"

Essa said, "I know that." "Keep that in your mind. You'd better remember clearly. Behave yourself!"

Essa felt speechless.

"What kind of look is that? I'm your boyfriend. Do you think what I said is too much?" He raised his eyebrows.

"Not really..."

Jazz smiled and was very pleased with her response. "Lock your door well when you go to bed at night. Take care "

She nodded.

After pulling open the car door, Jazz got in and fastened his seat belt. Then he waved at her and left.

Essa stood still. She waited until he was completely gone before she turned around and went home.

Winston and his mother were watching TV. Seeing her walk in, Essa's mother said, "By the way, bring those pickles on the table to

Jazz." "He's driving away now. I can't

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him tomorrow." She changed into slippers in the foyer. Content

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Essa's mother smiled as she said, "Have you noticed some changes in yourself?"

"What changes?" She thought she had always been the same and hadn't changed at all.

"When I used to ask you to see Jazz off, you were always reluctant and looked upset. But you look happy today. You walked Jazz all the way to the corner. Maybe you didn't even notice the disappointment written all over your face the moment you opened the door and found it was Déclan. In the end, when Jazz arrived, you were so excited that you burst into laughter." Content belongs

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Hearing her words, Essa couldn't help but feel her heart pounding. Had she really become like that?

Standing still, she didn't say a word.

She went back to her room a few

moments later and closed the door, sitting on her bed and panting slightly.

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She thought about it carefully after she quieted her mind. It seemed that she had been like that...

What should she do? She felt a little flustered and unsettled, but why was she like this?This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

Jazz had come into her life in such a short time with a domineering presence and was deeply involved in her life.

Essa covered her face with her hands and stopped thinking about it.

At that moment, she heard the phone ringing. Without looking at the screen, she picked it up and said, "Are you home yet?"

It was obvious that Essa thought it was Jazz calling her.

"Are you expecting someone to call you?" Essa heard Declan's voice.

Essa was surprised to realize that she had thought of Jazz again, then Essa slapped her face and calmed down. "Not really."

"Yes or no?"

Essa was a little angry. "It's none of your business."