Sextuplets From Ruthless Love

"Ms. Jackson, Mr. Gulliford has told me, you should sleep in the master bedroom." "Right here?"

Jessica pointing the room in front of her, her eyes were full of incomprehension, six years ago, this was the room where she had sex with Trevor after getting drunk, wasn't this a guest room?

"Exactly. Six years ago Mr. Gulliford turned this room into a master bedroom, if not mistaken, it seemed like it was the second day after Ms. Jackson visited here. I am sure you remember, since you have only been to the Gulliford residence once."

Monica said with a smile, besides Jessica, no other woman had ever stayed at the Gulliford residence anymore.

There were a lot of rooms, but this was the only one that has been used.

After that night, the master bedroom became the guest bedroom, and this guest room became the master bedroom.

Jessica let out a sigh and said, "Lina, you must be taking care of Mr. Gulliford for many years right?"

"Yes." Lina answered calmly.

"Lina, what do you think I have to do in order for Mr. Gulliford to let me go?"

Jessica put on a serious look, with no emotion.

"Ms. Jackson, I've seen him grow up. Today, you say you want Mr. Gulliford to let you go, and I want you to leave Mr. Gulliford alone as well." Lina remained steady, and still kind as always. "I let him go?"Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Jessica frowned slightly, there was some confusion in her empty eyes, why did she say that?

"Ms. Jackson, you're tired, just take a rest, call me whenever you need anything."

Lina nodded politely, turned around and left without answering Jessica's doubts.

Jessica strode into the bedroom, here was exactly the same as six years ago, white wardrobe, western style of silver irregular bird's nest look of floor lamp, and even the bed sheets were still the color of that night. She opened the closet door with her long fingers, and her heart gripped when she saw what was inside, the nightgown she had worn that night was still there.

It was hanging in the closet and placed in the middle just like a hostess's dress.

Jessica's empty eyes flashed a hint of surprise, the tip of her nose also slightly sour, but thought of these five years of living were worse than death, and the last bit of emotion also gone.

She ducked under the blankets, did not matter if she was imprisoned in the Gulliford residence, she would be strong to endure all kinds of torture from Trevor, as long as she had a breath in. For her children, she was not afraid of anything.

It was getting late, the sunlight faded from the room, Jessica did not turn on the light, but tucked into the quilt and fell asleep.

In the dream, the bullet went through the skull, and the poor victims were pleading for mercy. She felt pity and fear, and she wanted to cry, but the lacrimal gland was blocked uncomfortably, and couldn't shed a tea r. "Let them go. They're innocent people."

War never pity the weak, swaddled babies were no exception, Jessica looking at the crying baby in front of her, kneeling down to beg for mercy from the strong.

In the room, standing in front of the bed with a nice posture, looking at Jessica dreaming nervously, instinctively felt painful.

He turned around and left the bedroom, and called Martin's phone.

It was already one o'clock at midnight, Martin was sleepy when he received the call, but still cleared his mind, and respectfully picked up the phone: "Mr. Gulliford."

"Martin, the incident that happened five years ago, look it up again, this time in person, privately."

"Mr. Gulliford, I do not mean to be against you, but you have looked into this matter over twenty times five years ago. I will look into this matter carefully again, as you ask, but I hope you will understand that the truth may not be as you wish." Martin knew that Mr. Gulliford always acted decisively and immediately, there had never been anything that has been looked at over and over again like this.

It was only been a few days since Ms. Jackson was back, this matter had already been looked into several times.

"Well, go ahead."