Trap me in your love

Chapter 167 I Would Accompany You Wherever You Go Part One

That night, both Lawrence and Jessie didn't sleep well. On the next day, they went out with tiredness on their faces.

"Jessie, where do you want to go? Is there anything you want to buy?" Lawrence asked while driving.

Hearing that, Jessie paused for a while and shook her head. "It seems that there is nothing special to buy. You just bought me a few clothes last time, didn't you? I just want to go out for a walk today. I've stay at home all day long. I'm so bored that I feel like I'm going to die."

Lawrence said, "Well, okay. If you have anything to buy and play, just tell me. I will accompany you wherever you go. I can sacrifice my life for you!"

"Come on, it's nothing more than shopping. I don't need you to sacrifice your life. Besides, shopping is fun." Jessie pouted and rolled her eyes.

Lawrence smiled affectionately, "Okay, my lady."

Soon, the car stopped in front of a large shopping mall. Lawrence asked Jessie to get off first. After they decided where to meet, Jessie opened the door and got off. Then he drove to the garage.

At this moment, not far away, a white car stopped by the side of the road. The people in the car were watching Jessie's every movement.

One man said, "What's wrong with Mr. Lawrence? Why he asked us to keep an eye on Miss Jessie?"

The other man said, "Mind your own business. Do what he tells you to do. Don't talk nonsense. Otherwise, you will suffer."

"I'm just curious. Why did he send us to follow his wife? Was he afraid that she cheated on him?"

"Don't be silly. If Miss Jessie really likes Mr. Lawrence, it's okay. But don't forget that she still only cares about her ex-husband. They seem to get along well with each other now. No one knows if they were pretending or not."

"……" If so, Mr. Lawrence would be so pitiful. The man felt sorry for him.

After getting off the car, Jessie went to the women's clothing zone on the fifth floor and tried on a few clothes. When she felt that the clothes didn't fit, she put them down. Then she wandered around in the mall.

Although Jessie didn't feel anything strange when she was shopping, she was still worried. The reason why she couldn't sleep last night was that she was thinking about what Lawrence had done to her yesterday and what he had said to her yesterday.

According to her contact and observation, Lawrence was not a person who would get excited easily, and he would not be impulsive to kiss her forcibly. He was a steady and patient man. He knew how to get along with people and the way to make others like him in the most comfortable and most suitable way.

So, she was sure that Lawrence was pretending yesterday. Otherwise, he was really impatient yesterday.

However, the possibility that he was really impatient was rather small.

She preferred the former guess.

But why did he have to pretend?

He must doubt her. This was the only reason Jessie could think of.

Since he had doubts about her, she should be more cautious. She couldn't let him see anything wrong, and she had to eliminate his doubts gradually. Otherwise, her plan would never come true.

At this time, melodious music was heard in the courtyard on the first floor of the mall. Jessie walked to the handrail and looked down. A familiar face entered her eyes. The smile at the corner of her lips flashed. She turned around and went downstairs.

Standing in the front of the crowd, Jessie looked at the girl in a white long dress in the middle of the stage, who was playing violoncello attentively.

In fact, she was pretty, especially when she was playing violoncello. She was like an angle, attracting people's attention. Her music was melodious, rising and falling in cadence. Although the tone of violoncello was relatively low and deep, the music didn't sound sad at all.

Perhaps because of the violoncello, or because of her outstanding skill, Jessie felt that she was so infatuated with the music. She was totally fascinated.

One of Lawrence's men who were following Jessie said, "Do you think all the rich ladies like art? The violoncello sounds like shit. It's so unpleasant to hear. How could Miss Jessie be so obsessed with it?" He couldn't understand. The sound of violoncello was low and deep. He didn't know whether those people who liked to listen to the music really understood it or they were pretending to be.

The other man rolled his eyes and patted heavily on the back of his head. With a look of disgust, he said, "Don't be silly. The game the rich often takes is something noble and luxury. How could a person like you understand this? You surprised me already that you could even recognize it is a violoncello.

"What do you mean by a person like me?" Mr. Lawrence gave me a lot of books. He said I should be more intelligent."

"I agree with Mr. Lawrence. He thought you were too stupid, so he asked you to read more books."

The man was confused. Was he that bad? It was not a big deal that he didn't know art. Art couldn't make a living.

It was a heavy blow to him.

After playing two pieces, Sharon got off the stage with the violoncello in her hand. After that, she went to the bathroom.

As the crowed moved, Jessie took the chance and followed Sharon into the lady's room. When Sharon opened the lady's room's door, Jessie covered her mouth and pushed her inside.

"Help... You..." Sharon was a little stunned to see Jessie.

"Shh, don't say anything. Someone is following me." Jessie released her.

Sharon said, "Why are you here? Aren't you caught by someone?" Did she already escape?

But it was impossible. Wasn't the person who escaped supposed to be panicked? She was wearing high-heeled shoes and clothes of famous brands. She didn't seem to be a person who was escaping at all. Instead, she seemed to be shopping here.

Jessie said seriously, "Yes, I was caught, but I am not escaping today. I'm here for shopping." When she saw the confused look on Sharon's face, she said, "I know you have a lot of doubts in your heart, but I don't have time to tell you. I'm telling you, I'm under house arrest in a villa area on the outskirts of the city. You don't have to worry about me. I'm fine now. They don't aim at me. They only want to kill Mark. That's all I can say. You must tell these to John as soon as possible. Let Mark be careful."

"Jessie, why don't you go with me? John is upstairs. I'll ask him to take you." In recent days, Sharon and John had been very close to each other. Because of Jessie's disappearance, Grandpa Qiao knew that John was very busy, so he often asked her to bring food to John.

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When she knew that Jessie was caught, she was also worried and sad. But she could do nothing.

Now Jessie needed her. She would try her best to get her out.

Sharon opened her handbag, intending to pick up her phone and make a phone call to John. But she was stopped by Jessie.

She looked at Jessie with a puzzled look. Jessie said, "I can't leave now. I doubt that my brother has also been caught, so I must stay to save him!"