The sound of car engines outside was particularly noticeable, Yolanda Taylor had planned to go to bed, when she heard the sound of several cars, she couldn’t help but glance out the floor-to-ceiling window.
The trees planted in the garden of the villa blocked her view, and she could only vaguely see that the cars seemed to have stopped in front of the villa.
Yolanda Taylor couldn’t help but frown for a moment, and after a long while, she drew the curtains and returned to bed.
When the door was pushed open, she thought it was Gwen Fox, but she didn’t realize that the person who came in was Primo Jones.
She was stunned for a moment, “Primo Jones?” Seeing that it was Primo Jones, Yolanda Taylor rushed over, “He didn’t give you a hard time, did he?”
Gwen Fox, who had just broken away from Dika Rothstein and rushed over just in time to hear Yolanda Taylor’s words, his footsteps paused, as if his heart had been slashed hard.
Primo Jones shook his head a little, “What about you?”
“President Jones, please let go of my wife.”
“Your wife?” Upon hearing Gwen Fox’s words, Primo Jones subconsciously shielded Yolanda Taylor behind him, then turned to look at him.
At this time, Dika Rothstein also came up just in time to hear Gwen Fox’s words.
He blushed, “Gwen Fox, what the fuck do you mean?”
Gwen Fox glanced at Yolanda Taylor, “We just got our marriage license today.”
After saying that, he lifted his leg and walked over to Yolanda Taylor, reaching out to pull her to his side, but he didn’t want to be dodged by Yolanda Taylor.
As soon as she ducked, Dika Rothstein stood over as well.
With two men in front of her, there were only two of Gwen Fox’s men inside the villa, and he couldn’t steal Yolanda Taylor from them at this time.
Gwen Fox’s line of sight crossed over the two men and looked straight at Yolanda Taylor: “Dear, come back.”
Yolanda Taylor looked at him coldly for a moment, only a moment, before she withdrew her gaze and then tugged on Primo Jones’ sleeve, “I want to go back to Borden City.”
She’d been stuck with him for eight days, and now that Primo Jones and Dika Rothstein were here, Gwen Fox couldn’t stop her from leaving.
Seeing that she didn’t move, Gwen Fox’s face grew darker and darker, “I’ve already bought you a plane ticket!”
“No need, I’ll go back with them.”
She refused expressionlessly, Gwen Fox looked at her for two seconds, lowered her head, and suddenly turned around and walked inside the room.
Primo Jones looked back at Yolanda Taylor and saw that she didn’t want to continue to linger here other than looking a little pale but nothing else wrong, “Come on, let’s go back to Borden City.”
“Wait!”
It was Yolanda Taylor who said this, Primo Jones and Dika Rothstein were a little confused, “Yolanda?”
Yolanda Taylor looked at Gwen Fox who had re-stepped out, “He has my ID.”
She didn’t understand at first why Gwen Fox had to let her go after seven or eight days, and it wasn’t until she walked into the Civil Affairs Bureau that Yolanda Taylor realized.
The earliest she could get her replacement ID and hukou was yesterday, and she hadn’t realized he’d waited so many days for this!
To get a license, you have to be in the hukou location of one of the two parties, neither she nor Gwen Fox are from here, her ID card and hukou were only just finished, and she was able to get a license successfully today, so she thought that he must have moved his hukou to this side in advance.
He is really powerful, it turns out that from the time he burned her ID card and account book he has been preparing for such a day!
While speaking, Gwen Fox had already walked out with her jacket, “It’s cold outside, so take your jacket with you.”
He seemed to have accepted the fact that she would be going with Primo Jones and Dika Rothstein and didn’t say anything else.
When he was done, he took her ID out from inside his pocket, “Don’t forget you’re married to me now, Yolanda Taylor.”
He opened his mouth to say the last after all.
Primo Jones took Yolanda Taylor’s ID and clothes from his hand and left with Yolanda Taylor.
Gwen Fox had been standing there, watching Yolanda Taylor’s back, until the backs of the few of them disappeared around the corner, then he fished a cigarette out from inside his pocket and lit it.
Yolanda Taylor got into the car, Primo Jones put the ID card into her hand and wanted to ask her what happened with the marriage, but seeing the expression on Yolanda Taylor’s face, he still held back.
The car gradually drove away, Yolanda Taylor looked out of the window at the unfamiliar everything, slowly closed her eyes.
After returning to Borden City, Yolanda Taylor reacted to the fact that Dika Rothstein had actually come over. She just wanted to ask him how he knew about her, but when she turned around, she realized that Dika Rothstein had disappeared.
Primo Jones, who was off to the side, guessed who she was looking for, “He went back to Oman City.”
“Oh.”
She answered, she hadn’t done anything in the last few days, but being with Gwen Fox made her feel as if her strength had been drained from her body.
Coming out of the airport, the Primo Jones guys were already waiting.
It was a nice day in Borden City, the sun was out today after that snow melted a few days ago.
All the weather she had over there was bad and gloomy, and now that she saw such bright sunshine, Yolanda Taylor couldn’t help but squint a little.
Seeing that she didn’t move, Primo Jones on the side couldn’t help but ask, “What’s wrong?”
Yolanda Taylor shook her head, “Nothing, it’s just that I haven’t seen such nice sunshine for a few days.” Primo Jones didn’t know what had happened in those days and it was not a good time to ask, “Shall we go back?”
“Uh-huh.”
She answered in a faint voice before lifting her leg and following the man who had come to pick them up as they walked to the parking lot.
Once in the car, Primo Jones asked her where she was going back to.
“The apartment.”
She was now Gwen Fox’s legal wife, so if she followed Primo Jones back, it would only embarrass Primo Jones if things came out later.
Primo Jones nodded and sent her back to the apartment.
After returning to the apartment, Yolanda Taylor slept the whole day and woke up at six o’clock the next day, looking at everything familiar in front of her, she couldn’t help but raise her hands to cover her face and cry.
When her cell phone rang, Yolanda Taylor remembered that Primo Jones had returned her cell phone to her when she returned yesterday.
She took the phone and hit stop on the alarm to find so many missed calls.
Dika Rothstein had called her several times, all from the night of the accident that had just happened.
Taryn and the others had also sent her so many messages, every day, that WhatsApp was so jammed when she logged on that she could barely move.
Yolanda Taylor sent a message of well being directly inside the group, then tuned into Primo Jones’ dialog box and said something about her and Gwen Fox’s license, and finally asked him if he was free today, she wanted to go and apologize to his family.
Obviously it was all the way to the wedding, but she didn’t want this to happen.
Even though it wasn’t something she wanted, it was because of her.
Primo Jones didn’t return her message until after eight, he called straight away, “They’re all worried about you, it’s good to meet up, why don’t you get some more rest and I’ll come and pick you up at lunch?”
He didn’t ask why he got a license with Gwen Fox, nor did he ask what was going on inside these days.
Yolanda Taylor’s eyes were a little sore, “I’m sorry, Primo Jones.”
“What’s there to apologize for, none of us wanted this to happen.”
She pursed her lips for a second, “Thanks, why don’t you come over and pick me up at noon.”
“Okay.” Hanging up the phone, she looked at the lightening sky through the cracks in the curtains for a long time before Yolanda Taylor got out of bed and went to wash up.