The President's Secret Wife

Chapter 52

Chapter 052 I felt like kissing you

When Jenny saw Baron in the ward, she clenched her fists in anger. Baron was lying on the hospital bed, drinking and watching TV in a comfortable posture, and he didn’t look ill at all. Seeing Jenny coming in, Baron immediately put down the wine bottle and said with a smile, “Dear daughter, I’ve been waiting for you for a long time.”

“Baron…” Jenny shouted uncontrollably, “Do you still have any humanity? Aren’t you sick? I think you are totally fine.”

Baron immediately pressed his chest and shouted, “Oh, it hurts, my heart hurts, hurry up, call me a doctor.”

“Stop acting, since you’re fine, I’m leaving.” After speaking, Jenny didn’t want to stay for one more minute and wanted to leave the ward. But several burly men suddenly reached out to stop her.

“Baron, what do you mean?” Jenny turned and looked at Baron angrily. He spread his hands and explained with a flattering smile: “Jenny, Dad doesn’t want to do this either, but I have to do so. I owe a lot of money. Will you help Dad pay it back?”

Baron remembered he was a father now, but in the past, when he borrowed money to gamble everywhere and was drunk every day, why didn’t he think he was a father at that time?

“Jenny, even if I made some mistakes, I’m still your dad. Dad is in trouble now. You don’t want to leave dad alone, right?”

“Heh…” Jenny looked at him with a cold smile: “Now you know you are my father? Since I was born, have you fulfilled the responsibility of being a father for one day? Where were you when I was sick and had a fever? Where were you when my mother was tired of working and sick at home? Where were you

when we were chased by debt collectors and had to hide everywhere like mice? Why didn’t you think that you were my father and you were responsible for us at that time?”

Jenny said with great emotion, she could barely control her anger. As long as she thought of those. difficult days, the days when she and her mother fled everywhere, she felt hate for him. That period was like a nightmare, and only the thought of it made her tremble all over. Until now, she still had a deep fear of that kind of life.

“Jenny, I’m your father, you really want to…” Baron was interrupted by Jenny before he could finish his

words.

“Don’t even think about it. As I said, I won’t give you any money.” Jenny refused him directly, then looked

at the people guarding the door and said, “Let them get out of the way, I want to go back.”

Baron lowered his eyes, his eyes were dim and depressed. He said slowly, “Jenny, I can’t order them, because they’re not working for me.”

“Who are they?” Jenny thought that Baron hired them to trick her into coming over and asking her for

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“They’re debt collectors.”

“You…” Jenny’s hands were shaking in anger. The next moment, a man wearing a black coat and black leather boots, walked in with a cigarette in his mouth.

He stopped in front of Jenny, exhaled a cloud of smoke, and said in a rough voice, “You are Jenny, Baron’s daughter, right?”

“I’m not.” Jenny denied it without thinking.

“Tsk tsk…” The man stepped forward, observed her carefully, and said enviously, “I can’t believe that an old and ugly man like Baron could have such a beautiful daughter.”

Baron clenched his fists fiercely as he heard the words.

“I told you, I have nothing to do with him, let me go.”

“Well, we got a grumpy girl here.”

The man smiled and let go. Jenny took a step, but the two men at the door still blocked him. “It’s useless for you to stop me, I’m penniless.”

“I don’t care, it’s only fair for one to pay their debts. Baron owes me money. Since he can’t pay it back, then as his daughter, you should pay it back for him. I’ll let you go as soon as you pay me back.”

“I don’t have any money.” Jenny’s voice was tough.

After the man took his last puff, he threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stomped it with his leather boots. “Little girl, I advise you to pay back the money obediently, otherwise…” The man’s eyes became fierce, “Things won’t end so simply.”

Although Jenny was a little scared, she still clenched her fists and met his gaze with a cold expression, “I don’t have money, and I won’t pay his debt even if I have, have you heard me clearly?”

“Oh, okay.” The man sneered and beckoned: “Take her away.”

Soon, the men standing at the door grabbed Jenny’s arm and held her.

“What are you doing? Let me go.” Jenny held out her hands in fierce resistance. But her hands were tightly squeezed by the men, they were very strong, and within a moment, her wrists were red and swollen.

“What are you doing? Let go of my daughter.” Baron suddenly got up from the bed and rushed towards the two men, looking like he wanted to protect Jenny.

Jenny looked at his actions and only felt ridiculous. How would Baron want to save her at this time? Why didn’t he think she would be in danger when he tricked her here? Baron wasn’t the opponent of several

young and strong men, and he was beaten to the ground in less than two minutes.

The man looked at him and threatened coldly: “Baron, consider it carefully, if you can’t recover the debt

today, I will cut off your

hands.”

“No, no, I’ve told you I will pay back the money, my daughter is rich.”

“I’ve heard you say hundreds of times about that, and you can’t fool me. This time, for the sake of your

beautiful daughter, f’ll clear your debt today.”

Hearing this man’s words, Baron looked at him in horror and begged, “No, don’t touch my daughter.” He hugged the man tightly, but the man kicked him away with a snort and ordered, “Take this woman, let’s go.”

Baron was almost scared to death. He asked Jenny to come just to get some money, but he didn’t expect

her to refuse to give even a penny to him. She was now Barret’s wife. If anything happened to her, the Smith family would not forgive him.

The more Baron thought about it, the more frightened he became. He almost ran after the man and

shouted, “Mr. Gillingham, come back, I have money here.”

The man stopped and looked at him with disdain, “Would you think I would believe that?”

“You can’t touch my daughter, she is married, her husband is the president of the Smith family, and my daughter is the young Mrs. Smith.”