Letting Loose After Marrying A Business Tycoon

Chapter 3: He is Nothing!

[This is an adaptation, this story is not mine. The credits goes to the original writer. Please do not vote!]

Summers in Wangdong City were especially hot. It was like a big steaming oven, making everyone hot and frustrated. But this year's summer was exceptionally scorching.

Layers of steam visibly rose in the air, and the limp, withered leaves on the trees seemed hoping for a huge downpour.

Under the white pavilion, a girl napped on a bamboo chair, her curly black hair glossy with sweat. Still dreaming, the teenage girl suddenly raised her arms and gripped the sides of her chair ever so tightly. She shook her head in fright...

"Ah..."

"Save me!"

Swish...

Jennie suddenly opened her eyes, and she sat straight up.

She was still alive?

Didn't her adoptive father knocked her down unconscious and then shoved her into a car? And they drove the car straight into the Great Dragon River so both vehicle and body would sink and disappear?

A maid passing by heard her screams and halted. Standing under the corridor, she asked, "Ms. Jennie, what's the matter?"

Jennie took a few deep breaths before looking toward the direction of where the voice came. Noticing the maid, it took a few moments before Jennie recognized her. "Auntie Zhang, I am fine. Perhaps the weather is too hot, and I got heatstroke."

"Go into the house to rest, then. I made smoothies for you and the Young Mistress. You are just in time to eat."

"Alright."

Jennie stood up after seeing Auntie Zhang enter the house.

She stood within the pavilion and surveyed the yard. It was the Lee Family garden, planted with decorative shrubs and a deep pond. Jennie walked to the side of the pond and gazed into the clear water. That painful scenario from her 'previous life' surfaced in her mind.

Was that so-called previous life a real experience or just a dream?

Jennie had no idea and didn't dare jump to conclusions.

Suddenly, light, dainty footsteps rang around. As it approached closer, Jennie could detect the faint scent of lilies. Nancy loved the smell of lilies and always used it as her perfume.

"Sister, Auntie Zhang said you were suffering from heatstroke. How are you now?" The teenage girl's voice was melodious, sounding like freshwater dripping upon a stone plate.

Jennie turned and looked at the girl beside her. Nancy had black, shoulder-length straight hair; a dainty, egg-shaped face; and a slender, delicate figure. Anyone who saw her would want to protect and dote on her.

Nancy was smiling, and concern filled her eyes—completely different compared to that selfish, heartless woman from her previous life. Would Nancy really kill her and Irene to live?

When Jennie didn't respond, Nancy grew increasingly worried about her health and those lovely brows furrowed. "Big sister? Why are you keeping silent?"

"I am still feeling a little dizzy," Jennie replied, "I am going back to my room to lie down for a bit."

"Go and rest then. The aircon is still on."

Jennie and Nancy's rooms were side by side on the second floor. But after entering the house, Jennie could not go back to sleep. She thought of something and circled the house in search of something. Finally, she found her cell phone on the study table.