My Secret Billionaire Husband
Chapter 1803 - 1796: Are You A Stalking Maniac?

Chapter 1803: Chapter 1796: Are You A Stalking Maniac?

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Joanna Lawrence had just finished buying shoes for Annie Lawrence and was walking back home with the bags.

After a short while, her steps faltered, and her complexion slightly changed.

She felt like someone was following her.

The feeling was similar to when she thought someone was watching her in the crowd earlier.

If Joanna could initially pass it off as her misperception, then after noticing someone trailing her, she was certain that her previous intuition wasn’t off-base.

There really was someone eyeing her.

The person following her right now could possibly be the same one who was watching her.

Although there were still some people on the street, and the place Joanna was walking by wasn’t particularly secluded, she was somewhat startled upon realizing she was being followed.

Consequently, she quickened her pace.

The footsteps behind her also sped up.

After walking for a few more minutes and sensing that the person was still tailing her, Joanna hesitated, then made a beeline for the other side of the street.

Just as she was about to turn around to confirm whether someone was still following her, a hand suddenly grabbed her.

"Ah!" Joanna was just about to scream out of fear when a familiar voice sounded out, "Don’t be scared, it’s me."

Joanna was taken aback. When she turned her head and saw who stood behind her, she asked in disbelief, "Frank Parker, it’s you?"

"Come with me," Frank Parker said, without much explanation, pulling her hand to one side.

Because she was so taken aback, Joanna even forgot to shake off his hand and allowed him to lead her into a coffeehouse.

It wasn’t until they got inside that Frank let go of her arm.

Joanna stared blankly at the handsome man standing before her. After a few seconds, rage flared up in her as she snapped, "Frank Parker, are you out of your mind? Are you a stalker? You always show up wherever I am. Why are you following me in silence this late at night? Are you a pervert or something?"

It was the first time Joanna had addressed him so rudely and directly.

Because she was sincerely scared just now.

Her heart raced wildly.

She genuinely thought she was being stalked by a bad person.

Who would have thought that the person behind her would turn out to be Frank Parker?

Recalling how terrified she was just now, especially the moment she was suddenly grabbed, caused her to break out in a cold sweat.

Her anger flared up again, and she continued to vent her anger at him: "What were you trying to achieve by following me around? Don’t tell me it was a coincidence either; there can’t be so many coincidences in the world."

Joanna had had enough.

She didn’t know what Frank intended, but his behavior had already caused her much distress.

She decided to confront him about it today.

Frank Parker had not spoken a word yet and already Joanna berated him mercilessly.

He was dumbfounded for a few seconds, narrowed his eyes and watched as Joanna turned crimson with anger, before he frowned and said, "It wasn’t me who stalked you just now."

Joanna refused to believe him.

She retorted with a stern face, "Not you? Then who else could it be?"

"I don’t know either." Despite Joanna’s allegations, Frank explained patiently, "I came to this side of town for business. I met a few friends here. I saw you being followed from upstairs."

"I was worried that he might harm you, so I came down."

Joanna was surprised and looked at him again, noting he didn’t seem to be lying.