Bound to My Billionaire Ex

Chapter 45 Burton's Reaction

Chapter 45 Burton's Reaction

Jacquelyn couldn't believe that Rejoyla would actually lose her temper. "What's there to criticize about someone like Elvis? He has outstanding character, comes from a prestigious family, and is someone you can be proud of. He's not some spoiled rich kid living off his family's wealth. What's there for you to be dissatisfied with? You should be grateful because he wants to be with you!"

"It's strange because he wants to be with me. Be honest with yourself. What do I have that made Elvis fall in love with me at first sight and immediately want to get engaged to me? And the Sterling family was eager to agree to the engagement. right? There must be a problem!"

However, Jacquelyn was ecstatic because of the great news and didn't listen to Rejoyla's analysis at all. "This matter has been settled. You don't have to care much about it. I will arrange the grandest engagement ceremony for you and let those snobbish people in the Sterling family know that my Joy is the luckiest. Humph, Ingrid and Hillary are the daughters of the Sterling family, but so what? It doesn't mean they'll have a better husband than you. Let's see if they still dare to give you attitude!”

Although Jacquelyn always advised Rejoyla to endure it, she was also very angry. She had long resented Nick's family because they made things difficult for Rejoyla again and again. Besides, she had become Mrs. Sterling, but they didn't respect her at all.

Rejoyla scratched her hair. Why couldn't she get through to Jacquelyn? Her focus was on Elvis, not the women in the Sterling family. Was Jacquelyn doing this on purpose?

Rejoyla was about to speak again when Jacquelyn grabbed her wrist and dragged her inside.

The living room was brightly lit. and the members of the Sterling family were all there. As soon as Rejoyla entered, she felt waves of resentment from Ingrid and Hillary. But that wasn't the main issue. The main issue was her engagement to Elvis. Rejoyla voiced her thoughts in front of Burton before Jacquelyn could speak. "Mr. Sterling. Mr. LimBurton and I just met. We're not even friends, let alone get engaged. I hope you can convey my gratitude to Mr. LimBurton, but we're not suitable for each other. I hope he can be with someone who loves him in the future. I won't waste his time!"

After Rejoyla finished speaking. she breathed a sigh of relief. The underlying hostility toward her dissipated. She secretly glanced at Jason, who was. next to Burton. Rejoyla felt miserable. When other women were pursued by someone else, their boyfriends would be jealous and nervous, and treat them even better. But she had to take the initiative to reassure Jason, lest he would strangle her to death. Of course, she and Jason were not ina relationship. Forget it. She stopped thinking about it. Now the main issue was Elvis.Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

After Rejoyla said that. Ingrid was slightly surprised, and Hillary's reaction was even more direct. For the first time, she smiled at Rejoyla. "Miss Lynn, are you telling the truth or just playing hard to get?"

Humph, even if Rejoyla was playing hard to get, Hillary would give her no way out and force her to publicly admit that she wouldn't be with Elvis. Rejoyla was eager for someone to ask. She immediately said, "Of course not. I swear I..." “Alright, Jacquelyn, take Joy back. She’s probably too happy after hearing the news and hasn't fully processed it yet. You can all leave now!"

Just as Rejoyla was about to swear, Burton suddenly interrupted her. Rejoyla frowned as Jacquelyn pulled her away. “Oh dear, Joy is just being shy. She's naturally thin-skinned. I'll explain everything to her!"

Jacquelyn dragged Rejoyla to the second floor and pushed her into her room, locking the door. "Rejoyla, are you trying to kill me? How could you say that in front of the Sterling family? Thank goodness Burton interrupted you, or you would have been embarrassed!"

"I was telling the truth. I don't like Elvis!”

“Enough, I don't want to hear it!" In Jacquelyn’s opinion, it didn't matter whether Rejoyla liked Elvis or not. Elvis was the son of the LimBurton family, and that was enough. "I'm warning you, Rejoyla. Don't mess this up for me. Just wait for the engagement!”

Rejoyla pouted. Jacquelyn was too excited. Even if she died now, Jacquelyn would make sure she married into the LimBurton family and then die. That was why Rejoyla didn't tell Jacquelyn about her relationship with Jason. If Jacquelyn found out, Jacquelyn would do anything to let Jason be with her.

When Rejoyla fell silent, Jacquelyn thought it was because she had convinced Rejoyla. She talked excitedly about the upcoming engagement, and she would tell her friends the good news. How dare they laugh at her for marrying an old man behind her back! Could their sugar daddies marry their daughters into a family like the LimBurton family?

After Jacquelyn left, Joana popped her head in and asked, "Joy, what's going on? How did something so big happen when I was gone for just one day? Who is Elvis? Does Jason know about this? Oh, he has known about it? I mean. is he not against it?”

Rejoyla lay on the couch and rolled her eyes helplessly. "Didn't you hear that? I said I didn't agree, but no one listened to me!"

Joana was also in the living roam at that time and knew that Rejoyla didn't want to get married. She poked Rejoyla's arm and asked, "Are you really unwilling? According to Mom, Elvis is the perfect option. What are you not satisfied with?”

"I have no feelings for him, and it all feels strange. Do you believe that a man would want to get engaged with you after meeting you just once?" Joana tilted her head and said, "What's so strange about it? He fell in love with you at first sight. It's common in movies!"

Rejoyla gave up communicating with Joana and waved her hand weakly. "Just leave. I need some peace and quiet. Oh, and don't forget to lock the door!"

“Don't worry. I put a pot of paste and stinky herbal essential oil at the door!" Rejoyla had discussed it with Joana on WhatsApp during the day, and Joana immediately came up with the idea. When Rejoyla heard Joana mention the stinky herb, she had an idea, walked to Joana with a thick face, and said, "Joana, can you give me some of that stinky herb oil too?”

Joana thought she also wanted to use it against Ingrid and others, so she agreed immediately. "Wait, I'll go get it for you.”

So when Jason arrived at Rejoyla’s room, he was hit by a strong smell that almost made him vomit. "Rejoyla, what are you doing? Why does it smell so bad?"

"Oh, I accidentally spilled some essential oil. Who knew it would smell like this?" Rejoyla stuffed two tissues into her nostrils, regretting her decision to use this trick to disgust Jason. She didn't know how he was reacting, but she knew she was feeling nauseous.

She was feeling dizzy and almost fainted from the smell.

After listening to Rejoyla's explanation, Jason was about to curse, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he smelled a foul smell, causing him to cover his mouth and glare at Rejoyla before turning around and running away in embarrassment.

Rejoyla sniffled and suddenly felt refreshed. She held the small glass bottle that was-as ong as her index finger and lgeked at the remaining . half bottle-ef black liquid inside. Sie didn’ find the smell bad anymore: Anyway, her sense of smell had already malfunctioned. It was useful

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because it could scare away the pervert, Jason. By the way, maybe she could use it on Elvis. Rejoyla yawned, turned over, and buried her head in the blanket, falling asleep in the stinky room.

Jason went straight to the bathroom when he returned to his room, washing himself twice before coming out. He sniffed hard but always felt like there was still a stench on his body. He was so angry that he threw away his bathrobe and went back into the bathroom. Soon, the sound of the running water could be heard, accompanied by Jason's low curse. "D*mn it, Rejoyla..."

After a peaceful night's sleep. Rejoyla was awakened by her alarm clock the next morning. Since she slept with the windows open, the smell in the room had dissipated. Rubbing her eyes and staring at the clock on the wall for a moment, she suddenly jumped out of bed and rushed to the bathroom. She had to go to work today and didn't want to be late!

Originally, her father left her an old house in the city center, which was close to her workplace, so Rejoyla set her alarm clock based on her original route. But the problem was that the old house of the Sterling family was not in that area!

Oh no, this was already the third time. Being late three times would result in a deduction of her bonus. How should she repay her credit card?

Quickly changing her clothes and washing up, Rejoyla rushed downstairs, creating a gust of cool wind thatade everyone step aside. Jason was originally waiting for ejoyla but when he smelled the foulsmell that had troubled Aim all igkt, he silently moved baek and hid béhind a one-meter-tall indoor potted plant, not letting Rejoyla see him. What if Rejoyla wanted to hitch a ride with him?

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Indeed, Rejoyla didn't see Jason. She hurriedly ran downstairs and searched in tfie yard, finding a bike that she had-bought with Joana a ~ couple of days ago. She mounted st and peda ed with all her mi ht. Both of them had to go to work, and the Sterling family couldn't havesa driver piok them up every day. The nearest subway station from the old house of the Sterling family was a distance away, So buying a bike was the most convenient way. NovelDrama.Org

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When Rejoyla finally arrived at the company after struggling through the morning rush hour on the subway, five minutes had already passed since her work time.

"Oh my god, five minutes! If I had known, I wouldn't have pushed myself so hard!" Rejoyla moaned, panting heavily as she leaned on her desk. "Rejoylal"

A rigid and severe voice sounded, and Rejoyla immediately stood up straight. "Ms. Yvett, I. I really didn't mean to be late. I just moved to a new place, which is far fram the company. I didn't calculate the time properly. I promise I won't be late again!"

As she spoke, she observed Molly, the company’s finance director. Molly usually wore black or dark gray suits. Today was no exception. She was wearing a black suit. Her hair was neatly tied at the back of her head, and she wore black-framed glasses as she looked down at Rejoyla from above. The scrutiny in her eyes made Rejoyla uneasy. "You don't need to come here anymore!" Then she moved.