Chapter 705: Annie’s Story: Dread (7)

Book:The Psychotic Girl's Revenge Published:2024-11-27

Jeremy put his arms around her, ran his hands through her hair, and spoke in a gentle voice, “Okay, don’t think about it anymore, go to sleep, be good.”
She snuggled into his embrace.
The Gustin family’s villa Those fights annoyed her, and she could only feel a little more at ease in his arms.
She thought he would understand that she was only doing this once, just to avenge their child.
But she didn’t know that this incident had already planted a seed in his heart.
A seed called jealousy.
It was taking root and sprouting.
After this, the two of them continued to work together, just as before, not fighting in secret but only openly.
Annie also increasingly felt that The Gustin family’s villa were not people of great prospects, and that perhaps it would be good for The Gustin family’s villa and the domestic economy if she just pushed Jeremy up.
Their first child was finally on the way.
The moment the operating room door opened, Jeremy rushed in without a second thought, ignoring the nurse holding his daughter and rushing straight to the operating table.
Looking at Annie, who was sweating and pale, he was as frightened as he had been when he had rushed into the warehouse. He took her hand and kept kissing it, “It’s over, it’s okay, you’re going to be fine.”
He had been very panicked since she had had her seizure.
“I know,”
she said weakly, but not so confused that she couldn’t laugh at his nervousness. “Go check on the baby,” she said.
“No rush, I’ll take you back to the ward first,”
Jeremy straightened up and looked at the pile of bloody cotton next to him, his brow furrowed.
At that moment, Annie felt like all the pain from giving birth had disappeared, and the pain of losing her first child had also healed.
Later, their lives got better and better.
In terms of career, Jeremy successfully became the head of The Gustin family’s villa, and the entire consortium was in his hands. Although there were also troubles, it was not the time of being bullied as before.
Jeremy has completely transformed. He is not obsessed with scheming and plotting, and he will not be irritated by minor setbacks.
He is becoming more and more composed in his actions, and is known as a generation of entrepreneurs even better than his father.
In life, Jeremy never neglects her. He remembers her clothes and shoe sizes, he remembers her periods, he remembers all her favorite foods and dislikes, and even the occasional cold medicine, which he puts in front of her so that she doesn’t have to personally see how many pills to take.
Their daughter, named Fawn, grew up with them and was a particularly lively and intelligent girl.
They often planted flowers in the garden together, rode bicycles around the manor, and soaked in the hot springs at the spa.
However, after a while, Jeremy would throw Fawn out the door, turn around, hug her, and put her on the couch, leaving his little daughter to scream and jump around outside.
This is the way of the world.
Who can say that Mr. Gustin and his wife do not love each other?

Business can be boring and exhausting at times.
In the magnificent president’s office, under the hot sun, Jeremy, who had just finished a meeting, rested his forehead on his desk and rested. He heard footsteps.
“Mr. Gustin, let me get you some coffee.”
It was the secretary.
He answered wearily, leaning back in his chair and almost falling asleep, until his lap suddenly sank.
He opened his eyes and saw the female secretary sitting sideways on his lap, her delicately made-up eyes flirtatiously seducing him, one hand climbing onto his chest, her voice soft. “Mr. Gustin, I know a little massage, how about I help you relieve your fatigue?”
Jeremy’s head was spinning and he was still a little dazed when the office door suddenly opened. “Jeremy, that project…”
Annie stood in the doorway, her voice disappearing, her eyes silently watching them, her face expressionless.
Jeremy suddenly came to his senses, pushed the female secretary away, and angrily said, “Get out of my way!”
“…”
Annie remained silent.
The female secretary also didn’t expect Annie to suddenly come in, and in panic she bowed her head and ran away, and when she passed Annie she whispered, “Mrs. Gustin.”
“Go to the finance department and settle your salary and leave,”
Annie left a cold remark.
“Yes,”
the female secretary covered her face in shame and ran away.
Jeremy stood up from his desk and looked at her face. The indifference in her eyes was exactly the same as when she had expelled his mother.
His heart sank. “I’m a bit tired. She sat herself down, I didn’t touch her.”
“…”
Annie walked over to him with the file in her hands. ‘There’s something wrong with this project, I want to talk to you about it.”
As she finished speaking, her wrist was grabbed from behind the desk by Jeremy. He stared at her. ‘You don’t trust me?”
Annie looked up at him, her eyes calm as water. They were clearly not aggressive, but there was a sharpness to them that pierced right through him.
“Do you think I should believe you?” she asked, her tone light.
Jeremy took her hand in his, looked her straight in the eye, “I was a bastard in the past, but after I met you, I had no one else.”
His breathing was heavy and slow.
Looking at him, Annie suddenly burst out laughing, picked up the file and patted his arm intimately, “I know, what are you nervous about?”
Seeing no ill will in her eyes, Jeremy was stunned for a moment, then he understood.
He walked around the table to her, picked her up and put her on the desk, glaring at her with hatred and love, “Good, Annie, you dare to play with the president of the Gustin Group, aren’t you too bold?”
As he scolded her, Jeremy suddenly lowered his head and kissed her lips, pressing hard. He didn’t let go until Annie was unable to breathe, and she hurriedly pushed him away by holding his shoulders.
She sat on the table, her lips kissed to a delicate, dripping color. She looked at him with confidence in her eyes, “I’m so good, I don’t believe you’ll give me up.”
“Who dares to give you up, not afraid of your revenge?”
Jeremy stood in front of her, rubbing his fingertips on her beautiful lips.
“Yes, yes, I can be very fierce when I retaliate!”
Annie made a cute face, showing her teeth.
But Jeremy was thinking about the indifferent look she had just had at the door. His smile suddenly couldn’t be maintained, but Annie hugged him and rested her head on his chest, “No matter how many years you sit in this position, there will always be people who want to stir up trouble, and there will also be many people who want to divide us.”
Now that he’s climbed high up the ladder, there will always be beautiful women approaching him for all sorts of reasons.
She knows that there are a lot of voices out there saying that he got to where he is by using women.
He’s never lost his temper over this, and she doesn’t really dare to talk to him about it in depth.
He’s actually not bad, and he definitely deserves to be in this position. He was just delayed in his development, and he’s been trying to catch up over the years.
“No, how could anyone divide us?”
He said, gently stroking the back of her head.
“Then I won’t listen to those voices, and you shouldn’t either. We’ll just be ourselves,” she said softly, adding at the end, “But you shouldn’t wear those pants again, you should just change them.”
She was possessive of him.