Love Mission: Ex-wife Strikes Back

Mandy sneered, "If I told you in advance, would you agree?"

"I..." Mandy's question choked Jean up. Admittedly, she would never agree. "Whether I'd agree or not, you should've told me in advance. Now, have you seen the consequences of your doing? Are you satisfied?"

Mandy scowled. "Do you think I want this to happen? I almost succeeded, but things took a sudden turn!"

What she had just experienced was really nauseating. She still wanted to speak to convey her annoyance, but upon seeing Jean’s expression, she swallowed her complaints.

She had indeed screwed up, and Jean was obviously furious, so she’d better kept her mouth shut.

With a bitter smile, Jean said, "I really don't know what to do about you. Barton was outraged just now. He even made it clear that he doesn’t want to come here or see you anymore from now on. I think you’ve really shot yourself in the foot."

"What?!" Mandy was stunned. Althou

Jean finally got through the ordeal and was putting on her clothes, he said coldly, "Don't forget your identity, Jean. Don't get too immersed in the act that you can't differentiate between the reality and the play."

"Don't worry. I won't." Jean smiled awkwardly.

George smiled in satisfaction. "That's good to hear. By the way, last time, you said that you’d like to introduce some of your friends to me. So? When will you do it?"

An unnoticeable sneer appeared on Jean's face. After she properly put on her clothes, she said, "Don't worry. I’ll introduce them to you soon."

"You'd better arrange it as soon as possible. I don't want to wait any longer," George said condescendingly.

Jean’s sneer grew colder. ‘George, since you are in such a hurry to die, how can I possibly stop you?’ With a nod, she said,

"Okay.

In that case, I'll see you later. I’ll inform you if there is any further news about it."