Billionaire's Unforgettable Ex-Wife
Chapter 447 - 223 Jane Quinlan You Scoundrel_3

Chapter 447: Chapter 223 Jane Quinlan You Scoundrel_3

Kay Forrest muttered as he opened the door and got in the car.

Jane Quinlan watched his movements, her heart warmed for a moment.

In her entire life, aside from her father, who else had ever been so kind to her?

Indeed, her heart was moved now.

Faced with such a man, how could she not allow herself to be moved?

But, being moved by a man now posed a big problem for her.

She had just gone through a breakup not long ago, and besides... she couldn’t afford this man.

She wasn’t the type he liked, and if it was just a one-sided affair on her part...

No, she found the mere thought terrifying.

She liked Kay Forrest, and she liked being his friend.

She didn’t want to lose him, so... she’d better keep these little thoughts to herself.

"Why the daze, aren’t you going to get in the car?"

"Oh, coming." Jane snapped back to reality, got in the car, and drove off.

On the way, she was somewhat absent-minded, while he fell into a deep sleep.

When they came to a red light, she turned her head to look at his sleeping face.

If it wasn’t for guarding her last night, he wouldn’t have had to endure this unnecessary hardship.

Suddenly, she felt very guilty.

If he hadn’t left last night, then he wouldn’t have had dinner, would he?

What about breakfast this morning? Surely, he hadn’t eaten that either.

The sound of beeping horns came from behind, and Jane snapped out of it, realizing the light had turned green.

She pressed the accelerator and passed through, seeing a pancake and crispy fried dough stand on the roadside. After hesitating for a moment, she pulled over: "Master, give me a pancake and crispy fried dough."

Kay Forrest turned his head at the sound: "You haven’t had breakfast? Just in time, we can go eat together."

"I’ve eaten already, this is for you.

I know you fancy these three-yuan street-side snacks.

But you still need to eat in the morning, having an empty stomach is uncomfortable."

Kay Forrest snorted: "I’m surprised you know to care about me, not bad."

Jane gave him a blank look: "Like I care about you. This is to repay you for your protection last night."

"So, my protection is only worth three yuan?"

Jane Quinlan thought for a moment and then said to the pancake stand owner outside the window: "Boss, add two eggs and a sausage."

After saying that, she raised her eyebrows at Kay Forrest: "Now it’s worth five yuan."

"Two eggs, one sausage?" Kay Forrest looked down at himself, adjusted his clothes, and said: "Jane Quinlan, you’re so vulgar."

Jane suddenly realized what he meant, and her face flushed a bright red: "Hey, you’re the one with the dirty mind.

I wasn’t thinking in that direction at all."

"If you weren’t thinking that way, how did you immediately know why I called you vulgar?"

Jane Quinlan felt like there was no way she could clear her name, even if she jumped into the Yellow River.

After the pancake and crispy fried dough were handed through the window, Kay Forrest caught it and said to Jane: "Money, I don’t have small change."

"It was going to be my treat anyway, I’ll pay for it."

She muttered as she took out five yuan and handed it over.

After settling the bill, Jane Quinlan started the car and left again.

Kay Forrest sniffed: "I hope it’s not made with gutter oil."

"Don’t worry, even if it’s made with gutter oil, eating it once won’t kill you.

Besides, it’s better than the feeling of an empty stomach.

This stuff is all coarse grains, the taste is still good, eat it quickly."

Kay Forrest was indeed a bit hungry, and he wasn’t picky, opening the bag and starting to eat.

Seeing him enjoying the food, Jane asked: "How is it, how does it compare to your four-hundred yuan breakfast?"

"It’s far off, okay? That was a meal with balanced nutrition.

This is just two eggs, one sausage, and a spoonful of coarse grains, with no nutritional value at all."

Jane Quinlan was speechless: "If you ask me, you’re just fussy, I’ve never seen such a nag before."

Kay Forrest teased with a slight frown of his brows: "Actually, if you add one more thing, it would have complete nutrition."

"What?"

"Black fungus."

"Who puts black fungus in pancake and crispy fried dough? You really are..." She didn’t even know what to say to him anymore.

Kay Forrest watched her confused expression, not understanding his implication, and couldn’t help but laugh.

Such a silly woman.

On the first street in front of the company, Jane Quinlan parked the car and walked out on her own.

Kay Forrest drove the car into the underground parking lot.

He wasn’t in a rush to go up; he stayed in the car with the air conditioning on, catching a little more sleep.

Jane Quinlan sat in the office for an hour and still hadn’t seen Kay Forrest come upstairs.

She took out her phone with some concern and called him.

Since it was at the company, she was very respectful in her tone.

"Director Forrest, this is Jane Quinlan. May I ask where you are now?"

Kay Forrest, still groggy, glanced at the time: "In the underground parking lot."

Jane Quinlan stood up, went into his office, closed the door, and her voice immediately changed: "Why haven’t you come into the company yet, it’s almost nine o’clock."