Trap me in your love

Chapter 184 I Couldn't Forget Mark

Jessie took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down, and said slowly, "I know you are good to me, but we really can't be together. For so many years, I wouldn't say how well Mark treated me, but he was the best to me. Although we often quarrel and distrust each other, those things can't change his position in my heart. Lawrence, you are a good man. I believe you will be a good husband. If you have turned up earlier than Mark, I will fall in love with you."

Unfortunately, we met each other at the wrong time.

Not knowing how to face him, Jessie turned around and went upstairs.

If they still stood like this, it would only make both of them more embarrassed.

However, Lawrence still stood rooted to the spot with a blank face.

Did he make love with Nita?

Why didn't he remember at all?

He didn't like her at all. How could he do that?

Since entering that room, Jessie had not stepped out of it at all. Lawrence wanted to ask Jessie to go downstairs for dinner. But when he just walked to the door, and was about to knock, no matter how hard he tried, he could not.

She had made herself clear to him. Was he still going to be so shameless to care about her?

Although Lawrence didn't care, he didn't want to give too much pressure to Jessie. What he could do was to force himself to stay away from her for a few days, so that she could calm down.

"Butler, is Grandpa back?"

"He's back. Mr. Ken is in the terrace."

Jessie answered okay and walked towards the terrace on the second floor.

"Grandpa, why don't you go to bed?"

Seeing Jessie coming, Ken answered. He took up the teapot and poured a cup of tea for Jessie. He said, "I'm getting old, so I'm not so sleepy. Why didn't you sleep?"

"I can't fall asleep."

"Now that you can't fall asleep, you can talk to me."

Hearing that, Jessie nodded and sipped the cup of tea in front of her.

How bitter!

"Grandpa, what kind of tea is it? It's so bitter." Jessie loved to eat desserts since childhood, and she never ate bitter food, even bitter melons. She felt that life was already tough enough, so she didn't want to experience more bitter things.

It would be better to have some sweet food to soothe the bitter in the heart, and make the suffering life better.

With a faint smile on his face, Ken explained, "This is bitter tea. The bitterer it is, the better. You little kids know nothing but beverage. It's said that the traditional Chinese culture has been forgotten by people."

"No, it's not like that. I have tried some tea, such as Pu'er tea, Tie Guan Yin tea and Da Hong Pao tea, but I just don't like bitter ones."

"Do you think the tea is bitter?" Hearing that, Jessie nodded. Ken took a sip of the tea and slowly tasted it. His whole action seemed to be rather enjoyable. "Try it again. Take a sip and don't swallow it immediately, just like what I do. Let the tea slowly flow into your throat, and you will have a different feeling."

"Really? It will be very painful." Jessie was skeptical about that. Although she knew some knowledge about tea and that the tea would get more delicious if you did it in the right way, she was still a little afraid and resistant to such bitter things.

Seeing that Ken drank one cup after another cup of tea, Jessie also wanted to have a try. She imitated him and began to taste tea slowly.

The more she drank, the less bitter she felt and the sweeter she felt.

Her eyes suddenly brightened and her face was filled with excitement. "Grandpa, this tea really has a sweet taste. It's so amazing."

Ken laughed. He put down the teacup and said, "In fact, the reason why you can't fall asleep is because of Lawrence, right? So! Do you want to leave here?"

Hearing that, Jessie was stunned. She didn't expect that Ken would know the reason for her insomnia and that he could guess her thoughts.

She looked down, bit her lips and nodded.

Ken cast a glance at Jessie and said indifferently, "Yes, you're right. Compared with Mark, Lawrence is nothing at all. In terms of appearance and ability, he is not as outstanding as Mark. What's more, he appeared at such a time. Not to mention how well Mark treated you, he saved you when you were in danger. I appreciate that."

Jessie looked at him in surprise. It turned out that they had already found out everything about her and Mark.

Since they all knew her well, why did Lawrence still be so good to her and help her without asking for return? This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Did he really not care about whether she loved him or not?

"Grandpa, I have no choice but to let Lawrence down in my life. I can't live without Mark. I can't do that. It's not that I don't want to do it. I did try, but I really can't do it. Although he lied to me, he did that because he didn't know what would happen later. I know he didn't use me. On the contrary, he handled everything well for me. He always thinks for me. It is just that I am too narrow-minded. I always feel that he is hiding and lying to me. But the fact is that he really can take all my emotions into consideration. He really cares about me."

Sometimes people couldn't see clearly what happened in front of them as if their eyes were covered with a piece of cloth.

She knew clearly that after so many things had happened between her and Mark, she could easily realize that these were not done by him as long as she had a little more time to think about it. It was just like he stayed with Joyce overnight in the hotel and Joyce was taking care of Daniel. If she could calm down and think about all these things, and ask Mark about the whole thing, maybe Joyce would not have a chance to take advantage of it, and not to mention that things would be like this.

However, what could she do now? She couldn't go out. As for Mark, he had no idea what had happened to her.

In fact, Ken didn't oppose too much about Jessie being together with Mark. What he didn't say was that he and Mark were destined to be opposite, and that Mark and Jessie were destined not to be together.

Although Mark did not get much involved in the organization, and most of the affairs of the organization was managed by John, but as Mark was also the core of the organization, he had the final say of the organization. Many important decisions were made by Mark. John and others were only involved in the discussion.

The commercial world was a war field. Moreover, they all had their own organization forces. No one didn't want to go to a higher level and have more larger forces. For a man, his business was far more important than anything related to emotions.

He didn't want to separate Jessie and Mark, nor did he want to see his only granddaughter sad.

Ken could only blame fate. She was his granddaughter, but she fell in love with his enemy.

"Jessie, do you think grandpa is cruel? In your mind, do you think grandpa is a cold-blooded and heartless man? I don't care about anything and I can make use of anything. Is that true?"

"……" Jessie stared at him. On his face full of the trace of time, in the turbid eyes, after the overbearing disappeared, it was so gentle. At this moment, Ken, with a serious face, was just like a grandpa of an ordinary family and didn't make people feel scared.