His Real Wedded Bride

Chapter 1369 False Impression

Even though Cassie wanted to have someone who cared about her and to rely on, she knew that

Jordan wasn't the right one.

When the thought of Nick entered her mind, she pushed Jordan away at once. Jordan's angular face

darkened.

"Jordan, please behave yourself," Cassie said coldly.

Cora freaked out when she heard Cassie. She was becoming anxious that Cassie might push Jordan

over the edge with her reckless action and blunt reply. She was also afraid if Jordan got angry at

Cassie's constant rejection, he might force Cassie into doing something that she didn't want to do.

Cora knew her brother very well. He was willing to do anything to get what he wanted. For that very

persistence, Jordan became the leader in his department at such a young age. He went to great

lengths to achieve his goals.

Noticing Jordan's livid face, Cora interrupted at once, "Cassie, it's getting really late. What if the bad

guys come back again? Why don't you let my brother drive you home?"

Lowering her head, Cassie didn't say a word. It seemed that she had accepted Cora's suggestion

reluctantly.

Jordan's face softened.

"Let's go, Cassie. Let me drive you home," he said. Then he turned around and began to walk to his

car without saying anything else.

"Let's go," Cora urged, sighing with relief. Holding Cassie's arm, she led her to catch up with Jordan.

After a while, they reached the gate of Cassie's residence.

Jordan slowly pulled over and looked at the sky through the car window. It was past midnight already,

and the neighborhood was tranquil.

"Thank you," Cassie said quietly. Then she opened the car door and was about to get out of the car.

"Wait!" Jordan shouted all of a sudden.

Cassie was surprised when she heard Jordan. Before she could say anything, he already got out of the

car and held the car door for her. "It's really late. Let me walk you to your house."

Cora was surprised at Jordan's consideration and gesture. She had never seen Jordan so thoughtful

before. The way he treated Cassie was even better than the way he treated her.

Cassie felt a little uncomfortable about Jordan's suggestion, and she was about to turn him down.

However, seeing Jordan's determined eyes, she knew that he wouldn't let her go so easily, so she

finally agreed. "Thank you for your consideration."

After reminding Cora not to go anywhere, Jordan walked Cassie to the building block.

Once they both got into the elevator, Jordan looked at her and said in a serious tone, "Cassie, what

happened tonight wasn't a coincidence. You have to be more careful in the future."

Cassie knew Jordan only said that because he cared about her safety, so she didn't get annoyed with

him for bringing up the subject again.

"Thank you for reminding me. I'll be careful," Cassie said with a faint smile.

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"Cassie..." he said, reaching out and trying to hold her hand. He gazed at her and was about to say

something. Cassie was a little nervous about what Jordan was going to say and do. There was no

space in the elevator so she couldn't get away from Jordan if he tried to come on to her.

Just then, the elevator arrived at her floor. "Ding!" The door of the elevator opened.

"Jordan, thank you for walking me home," Cassie said in a hurry, and lowered her head as she walked

out of the elevator immediately.

As Jordan withdrew his hand, he felt a little awkward. He noticed the embarrassed look on Cassie's

face as she left. All that he could do was let out a sigh.

He loved Cassie very much, but she had never shown any interest in him. He had never loved

someone so deeply before. 'What on earth can I do to be with her?' he wondered.

He thought about that with mixed emotions.

Jordan stood in the elevator with the door still open, watching Cassie walking to her apartment. When

she had nearly reached her apartment, she turned back and smiled at him. "Jordan, drive home safely.

Goodnight."

Then she continued walking to her apartment without looking back.

In the elevator, Jordan slowly reached out and pushed the button to go back down.

Even though Cassie had already entered her apartment, Jordan stared at the spot where she was

standing just a few moments ago before the elevator doors had finally closed. He was captivated with

her.

At Dream Garden

The next morning, Sheryl was still too weak to go downstairs to have breakfast, so Nancy brought a

bowl of porridge up to her room.

"Sher, Charles asked me about your condition as soon as he got home yesterday. I can tell that he

cares a lot about you," Nancy said, as she placed the bowl down. Nancy didn't want to speak for

Charles. She was still furious at him for ignoring Sheryl before, but she didn't want to see Sheryl feel

sad because of him.

Nancy thought what she had said might help to cheer Sheryl up a little. At least Sheryl wouldn't feel so

dejected and disappointed in Charles.

However, Sheryl didn't react. It was as if she didn't hear what Nancy had said at all. She just quietly ate

the porridge.

Nancy couldn't figure out what Sheryl was thinking. She wondered if Sheryl was completely

disappointed at Charles or she was just hiding her sad feelings.

"Nancy, your porridge is delicious," Sheryl said. She had noticed the concerned look on Nancy's face,

so she tried to start a conversation with her.

"I'm glad you like it. Would you like some more? I can get you another bowl. Oh...but the doctor said

since you hadn't eaten much for the past few days, you shouldn't overeat at once. Sorry, I almost

forgot," Nancy said, patting her head lightly.

Sheryl chuckled when she saw Nancy's action.

It had been such a long time since Sheryl had laughed and Nancy felt a little relief to hear it. Nancy felt

sorry for Sheryl, and all that she hoped for was they found Shirley soon, so Sheryl could smile and

laugh once again like she used to.

Sheryl looked really pretty and sweet when she smiled. Nancy thought that nothing could bear

comparison with that smile.

Leila was sitting alone in the dining room downstairs.

She had tossed and turned the whole night with nightmares. She dreamed that she was pressed under

Jim's body in the shabby old house and that something terrible had happened to Shirley, which put her

into jail.

Leila had been sweating and couldn't sleep well all night. When she awoke from her sleep in a cold

sweat, she felt like she had been to hell and back.

When Charles came downstairs, he noticed that Leila looked terrible as if something horrible had

happened to her. Her face was ashen, and she had a bewildered look on her face.

He knew exactly what had been bothering her because Charles was aware that Leila had been forced

to have sex with Jim. Even with the best psychologists' help, no one could put something like that

behind them after one night. However, Charles didn't feel sorry for Leila at all. She had made her own

bed, and now she had to lie in it. What Leila had done was so evil that she had to be punished in the

end. Even this punishment wasn't anywhere near enough.

Pretending to care about her, he asked, "Leila, what's wrong? Did you get into any trouble? If you did,

just tell me. I'll do my best to help you."

He stared at her so intensely that he gave Leila a false impression that he was looking at her

passionately.

Sheryl had warned him before that he could never look at another woman with his passionate eyes, or

she would be furious at him.

However, in this particular case, Charles did just that, deliberately. He wanted to build Leila's hopes up

and mislead her, so, later on, it would be much more painful for her when she learned the truth.

It wasn't the decent thing to do, but he was furious about what Leila had done to them all, and he didn't

care about the repercussions that Leila would suffer later.