Newlywed Wife Is The Boss

A few days later, Eustace College.

“Lorenzo, are you really coming to pick me up? In any case, thank you for sending me here for my father at the opening ceremony.”

Beatrice, with a shy face, looked at Lorenzo, who was sitting in the driver’s seat, and leaned over slightly, trying to kiss him, but was dodged by Lorenzo without moving.

“No need to say thank you.”

Lorenzo still a set of high-definition handmade suit, short hair with hairspray combed into the back of the head, the entire facial features completely exposed, appearing more cool and dignified, his eyes look ahead, after avoiding Leng Qingyun, not even a look to give her, formulaic opening.

“…”

Beatrice suddenly felt very embarrassed, this is the second time …

With her capital, there are many men chasing her, but only Lorenzo, every time treat her as if to complete the task, which has half feelings?

What more does Lorenzo want when 　　she has voluntarily lowered her price like this?

Beatrice heart is not happy is true, the surface must also show an informed and reasonable look.

The opening ceremony of Eustace College was very lively, with many students and even more parents sending their children.

The Lorenzo has a mark on the body of the car, an abstract totem, and that alone has attracted a lot of attention.

The discerning eye can recognize that only people from one of the four Fretston families possess this special mark, their respective family crest.

The crowd watched Beatrice get down from Lorenzo’s noble car, no one did not envy, after all, the news of the marriage between the two families, all Fretston people already know, the crowd is looking forward to when Lorenzo himself officially announced the recognition.

There are also many people questioned, saying how to look at Lorenzo are like an extremely uncaring look, treating Beatrice is really too formulaic, which has a half of the flow of emotion, as if to go through the process must go through, and nothing else.

After the crowd dispersed, Lorenzo sped off in his exclusive car.

At this very moment, the Armstrong family’s exclusive car, and Lorenzo’s car sassafras side by side.

Jessica remembers Lorenzo’s car very clearly, recognizable, and how she could never have imagined that even when Lorenzo came to Fretston from Ameriart, he didn’t abandon that car and choose a new one.

Her eyes suddenly misted up and her heart choked a little. Lorenzo’s car window was down, so Jessica got a real good look.

One eye for ten thousand years.

“Lorenzo … Stop the car! Hurry up!”

Jessica almost shouted out Lorenzo’s name in a rush.

Zee …

“Jessica, what’s wrong with you?”

The car came to a stop most quickly, Romeo parked the car and turned his head to Jessica with an astonished face, unsure.

Jessica is like crazy, desperately chasing Lorenzo driving the car, she is after all wearing high heels, running is not very realistic, Jessica can not care so much, directly threw the high heels on the street, barefoot and continue to desperately chase.

Even if Jessica is running fast, she can’t compete with the speed of the car.

“Lorenzo!”

“Mr. Fletcher!”

“Lorenzo …”

Jessica ran and ran, her feet suddenly stepped on the small stones on the road, heartburn, the whole person did not stand up and fell to the ground, she wanted to rush to get up and continue to chase, but the knees and soles of the feet are broken, get up are struggling, let alone to chase the car.

“Miss Jessica! Jessica! …”

Romeo and Beatrice were scared out of their minds and rushed over to help Jessica.

“Oh my God! It’s bleeding!”

Beatrice exclaims, heartbroken.

“Hiss … no … it’s okay, it’s fine once you’ve been medicated, it’s not a big deal.”

Jessica didn’t care how injured she was, and she blamed herself deeply for not catching up with the car.

But …

What happens when you catch up?

Now Lorenzo does not know her at all, catch up with Lorenzo, he will not take care of her.

Lorenzo sat in the driver’s seat, his heart suddenly seized pain, and again such a feeling …

It seems that someone just called him.

Lorenzo …

Mr. Fletcher…

To Lorenzo’s knowledge, no one but his father and grandmother would dare to call him that.

He slowed down the car, subconsciously looked into the rearview mirror, a girl fell, surrounded by a man and a woman, either family relations or master and servant relationship.

Lorenzo is so clean that he has never wanted to approach even his rightful fiancée, let alone any other girl, for years.Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Maybe the other party is mistaken for someone else.

He could not find a suitable reason to think so.

“Miss Jessica, what’s wrong with you? There’s not a single car left on the street and no other pedestrians passing by, you …”

Beatrice looked around and found nothing special, not to mention that Jessica had only been in Fretston for a short time and there couldn’t have been anyone familiar enough for her to give up her life trying to chase.

“Miss Jessica, did you see someone you know, or did you recognize the wrong person?”

Jessica’s crazy actions, even Romeo, who has always been a nervous wreck, noticed that something was wrong.

“It’s okay, you guys help me back to the car, I’ll take care of the wound.”

Jessica lowered her eyes, hiding the sadness and loss in her eyes, and spoke softly.

Romeo was just about to ramble on when he was stopped by a look from his wife Beatrice.

The wound was treated and the car was parked firmly in the parking space.

“Hey, isn’t that girl in the princess dress not far away Lorenzo’s fiancée, Beatrice?”

Romeo subconsciously spoke.

“the Bailey family is also nothing great, do not have to be presumptuous, our real family head, but even into a few big family circles are a face disdain it.”

Beatrice’s voice suddenly got a lot colder.

“Yes, my wife is right about everything, it’s true that I’m short-sighted.”

Romeo’s aim, whatever his wife says is right.

“Miss Jessica, don’t listen to Romeo’s bullshit, that Beatrice girl, except for a powerful father, is nothing, no comparison with Miss Jessica.”

“What’s more, Miss Jessica is not only a post-doctorate in art herself and a medical academician, but even the head of the family is a great figure who reigns supreme.”

“Missy is the kind of high and sacrosanct feeling, mention Erica is still no one knows, no one knows, she is the founder of Coligny Academy, the founder of Capttar Medical Shcool, but also the founder of Training Institute of Fretston .”

“Missy has other identities that we just don’t know about.”

Beatrice mentioned Erica, the head of the family, as if the floodgates had opened and her eyes were filled with an unspeakable admiration.

Jessica feels the same way, and her goal in her lifetime is to strive to achieve what her mother has achieved.