Late at night, on a bridge on the outskirts of the city, a young girl wearing a pure white dress was stained with a patch of blood like dazzling red roses fluttering in the wind. Her long hair fluttered like a waterfall.

The girl stood on the bridge, her face was a little pale but still very delicate. On her lips was a bright smile as beautiful as the stars dotted in the night sky, but her eyes were extremely cold without any warmth.

Three people in black clothes stood under the bridge, no one dared to speak, no one dared to look directly at the radiant face that contained the cold hatred deep inside.

Too dazzling!

The girl swept her eyes over the three tall men in black suits standing below the bridge.

The girl's lips were still that radiant smile, but the words came out cold to the bone.

"Does he want to force me back to his mansion? Hahaa, don't dream..."

She pauses for a moment, hatefully says, "Unless I die I won't go back to his mansion."

A man at the head of the three raised his face to look at that delicate face, he respectfully said: "Madam, your life is important, please hurry down."

The place where Jessica was standing was a bridge, just two or three steps back and the whole person would fall into the deep water below.

Down? From the moment she ran to the bridge, she wasn't sure if she would live. Having to choose between life and death, she would rather choose the latter. If she lived, she would have to return to that place day by day to face the person she hated to the core. But if she dies, she will be freed from all.

She flashed a bright smile: "Want me to come down?" She suddenly became cold: "Okay, just tell your CEO to give me back my children, give me back my happy family. I will live."

Their eyes were lowered.

One said: "Madam, the boss didn't mean it."

Not intentionally?

Jessica was so angry that she laughed: "That's right. He killed his unborn child by his own hand. Is that what you mean?"
The three bodyguards lowered their heads.

Jessica's words were so cruel that they couldn't refute a single sentence.

The president personally killed her unborn child

But they know the boss didn't do it on purpose, and all for a reason.

It's just that they don't know, Jessica also doesn't know, only the boss knows

"I can go back to the mansion. Just have him come see me!"

Jessica took a deep breath, she suppressed the pain in her lower body, swept her eyes over the three men, spoke. She is betting. She bet the last bit of affection whether he would spare her a life path or not. She bet him when she heard that she was standing on the edge of death and life, whether he would come.

Seconds and minutes passed, only the sound of the night wind blew, the three bodyguards were still standing there silently. They are just like her, they are waiting, waiting for that man to appear.

Regrettably, both she and the bodyguard underestimated his cold bloodedness.

Jessica smiled again, without hatred, without cold, simply a smile tinged with sadness: "After I die, tell him, me and him are no longer husband and wife. , there is no more love, only hatred. If I meet him again, I will definitely make him pay off what he owes me."

Along with the voice, her body fell backwards and slowly fell below the bridge. Her words mingled in the wind and reached the ears of the man who was sprinting to the bridge like an invisible sharp blade piercing his heart so painfully that he couldn't breathe.

The people who heard her say that secretly felt uneasy and wanted to hurry up, but there was a figure passing quickly in front of them, using the fastest speed to run up the bridge to want to pull the girl who was about to fall into the deep water.

It's just that, in the end, he was still a step behind, his hand only touched the delicate corner of the fabric and did not have time to grab it, her whole body fell into the cold deep water.

"No...don't!"

The man's only response was a beautiful but dreary smile along with the sound of the cold wind blowing past him.

"Sorry, I am late!"

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Three years later,

Villa,

Jessica had just returned from shopping, she had just stepped foot in the living room door and saw a free performance of a couple in the living room. She tilted her head and leaned against the living room door, her eyelids lifted and smiled as she looked at the tall figure of a man and woman lying naked on the living room sofa making love, clothes scattered on the floor.

The whole living room was filled with shady scenes of men and women.

Suddenly her applause rang out: "Tsk Tsk, Mark, you really dare to do this everywhere!"

The girl's clear voice with a hint of irony made the man who was moving on the woman's body did not voluntarily stop. The unsatisfied woman hastily covered her body covered with kiss marks with the blanket.

"Jessica, you really know how to disrupt other people's business." The man's gaze swept over her, and he spoke in annoyance.

"10 minutes, put on your clothes."

Jessica left a sentence, she passed the man and went straight to the second floor. For her, it was all too familiar to see a male and female couple doing this kind of thing. So today it was normal for her to see the sight of the other two.

She went up to the bedroom, closed the door, went to open the closet to put her clothes inside.

Suddenly her hand stopped, her eyes involuntarily falling to the wedding photo that had just fallen to the floor.