Her Secret Mate

Chapter 51 Jeremy Disappeared

"Let me go,"

Jeremy shouted coldly. He needed to calm down and think clearly about the thing between him and

Fiona.

Wait.

He looked at Rose vigilantly. "How do you know that?"

He thought that the Olivia only sent this photo to him, but he didn't expect that she would announce it to Content is property of NôvelDrama.Org.

the public.

Rose picked up Jeremy's glass and took a sip of his wine. It was very bitter. She yelled hysterically,

"That's enough! Jeremy Fu, why are you so stubborn? Even at this moment, you are still taking her

feelings into consideration. But what about her? She doesn't care about you at all. You can give up! "

"Shut up!"

Rose was stunned.

She noticed that Jeremy looked very cold and arrogant, and within a few days, she found that he was

different from before.

He was so strange to her that she was at a loss. She realized that she had never really known him.

"Jeremy, you have to believe that anyone in the world will hurt you, but I will never hurt you. I will only

be good to you."

Tears welled up in Rose's eyes. She looked pitiful and wanted to attract his attention.

If it was possible, how she wished she could show her heart to Jeremy, so that he would believe her

sincerity.

Jeremy was dejected and didn't want to talk to her anymore. "Please leave me alone," he said

indifferently

"I'm worried about you." Rose thought for a while. "I know you want to give vent to your anger. Just

drink as much as you want. I will send you back later."

Jeremy didn't say anything. He just wanted to indulge himself in alcohol.

One glass after another. Jeremy suffered from a stomachache, which made his heart ache. She didn't

know if the recording was true or not, but she could only see the influence of Fiona on him, who was

going to destroy him sooner or later.

His past was so tragic that she wouldn't allow anyone to do anything bad to him and to destroy his

future.

Fiona QIao would kick her out of his world.

"Why not?"

Hearing that, Jeremy asked himself again and again, He had been so good to her, but why she was not

willing to love him even a little bit?' It would be good to give him hope.

The bar had been cleared up. Except for the waiter, there was no one else, except for Jeremy and

Rose. It was so quiet that they could only hear the sound of breath, which made the atmosphere very

weird.

Rose saw him drink the wine again and kept coughing. His face turned red. She did not want to be an

onlooker any more.

"Stop drinking. I'll take you home and ask her face to face."

"I won't go back." He didn't want to see her for the time being.

"Really?"

Jeremy was really drunk.

The evil factors in Rose's body were activated again. Over the years, she had never seen Jeremy get

so drunk like lord. Today, even God was helping her.

With a secret smile on her face, she helped him stand up.

"Jeremy, are you really not going back?"

She just wanted to hear him say no.

But to her disappointment, Jeremy only answered her two words, "Go home."

He felt so painful that he clapped his chest and questioned over and over again, "What makes you

think I am not good enough? Why is she so cruel to me? Does she know that I love her?"

He loved her very much. Even though she treated him this way, he still wanted to be with her.

He thought he was spiraled into madness because he was no longer himself because of her.

His consciousness began to blur, but he knew that the woman in front of him was not Fiona. He pushed

her away and said, "Don't waste time. I don't like you."

He said it again.

Rose had had had enough of it. She was an international superstar. Why couldn't she compete with

Fiona?

She came to the bar with Jeremy, taking the risk of being photographed. But when he was drunk and

lost his consciousness, he still refused her.

Was she so bad? Was she so bad that he didn't want to treat her as Fiona once?

Rose felt herself very pitiful. For so many years, she had devoted herself to a person, but what about

the result?

She could not accept the fact like this. She must act.

She sent a message to Susan, her assistant, "Contact the paparazzi. The bigger the thing is, the

better."

Rose took Jeremy to the hotel and deliberately made their action very intimate. Although she knew that

he was resisting, she just wanted to make their relationship known to everyone. It was better to let

everyone know that they were very close.

Entering the room, she was so tired that she could not catch her breath.

She stared at the man in the bed, fascinated by his charm.

This was the man she had loved for many years. She wanted to have him. She was willing to die the

next second.

She slowly laid her hands on the buttons in front of her, and slowly undid them.

Fiona had called Jeremy several times, but no one answered the phone. Finally, the phone was turned

off. She had to say that it was very suspicious.

It was very late now and she knew that it was not the right time to disturb Jack, but she could do

nothing about it.

It seemed that Jack was angry and defending someone.

"So you still remember to call me?"

"What?"

Jack hung up the phone. He knew that Jeremy was in a very bad mood and was getting drunk. He

didn't want to face the cruel woman so soon.

Staring at the phone that had just been hung up, Fiona was at a loss for quite a while.

What the hell was that?

Was it Jeremy who didn't want to contact her?

After careful consideration, this was the only possibility.

Fiona rolled in bed for a long time and couldn't fall asleep. She was restless and always felt that

something was going to happen.

As time went by, Jeremy didn't answer her call or reply. It was so weird.

Should she call him again?

Without hesitation, she called again, but no one answered. She spared no effort to dial another one.

It had been such a long time, Fiona thought Jack should be able to speak it out.

"Jack, don't hang up."

Jack just wanted to find Jeremy as soon as possible, so he ignored her. But when he went out to

answer a call, he found that Jeremy was gone.

It was unbelievable that a living person had disappeared, and even Jack did not want to believe it.

It was too mysterious.

Fiona was so worried and said, "can you tell me where he is?

"Just say it. I'm willing to do anything you ask me to do."

She was anxious to know his whereabouts.

Jack sighed, "Why not? As you are so worried now, why did you do that to him?"

"What do you mean?" She was still haunted by the question, but it was not the right time to think about

it. What she wanted to do was to ask Jeremy to come back as soon as possible.

She knew that she liked him, so she was flustered and restless when she couldn't see him. Everything

would be fine when she saw him, and they could talk about anything.

"Please, please. I'm very uneasy. Can you find out where he is as soon as possible? You must know

where he is." Fiona was almost bagging.

In her whole life, she had never begged someone like this. She had a strong feeling that she would

give him a chance, just once.

What she wanted was very simple. She just wanted to see Jeremy as soon as possible.

"I don't know." Jack felt helpless.

Her face turned pale and her anxiety deepened. She repeated her question: "You are not kidding with

me. How could you not know where he is? No! You must be kidding!"