Chapter 277

A Familiar Figure

Claude sounded a little irritated, and he drove his car very slowly.

As for Jordy, after getting off the car, he didn’t rush to open the door to the back seat. Angela had a
complicated expression on her face. She took a breath and opened the door herself. And soon one leg
of hers was out of the car.

Jordy hurried to walk up and stop her, “Don’t rush.”

Angela’s eyes flickered. She couldn’t help but look at the man with some disbelief in her eyes and said
in a trembling voice, “I almost got… by these men. Does it bother you?”

Her face was pale as sheets. She looked at him through her tearful eyes.

Jordy frowned a little bit, “You’re overthinking.”

The tremor in Angela’s eyelashes brought tears down her face, “I know… I’m not good enough for you
anymore. But I was not… they didn’t…”

She could not finish her words.

Jordy frowned, “No, it does not bother me. I was afraid it might bother you. That was why I kept the
Distance.”

There was a surprise in Angela’s eyes. She lift her just lowered head with hopes in her eyes, “Really?”

A complicated feeling crossed his eyes. Deep inside, he felt agitated. Normally, he would find it natural
to take her to the hospital whenever she felt not well. She had been his lifesaver. But now, he didn’t
want to touch her.



“Yes,” Jordy nodded with ease.

Angela recovered from the sadness instantly, her eyes filled with touched feelings, “You’re so sweet,
Jordy.”

Jordy looked away and didn’t want to meet her touched eyes, feeling as if he was lying to her. He felt
guilty.

Angela hesitated before she opened her mouth eventually, “Actually, they didn’t…”

Jordy nodded his head slightly, but he didn’t try to pick her up. Instead, he looked at Claude’s car
impatiently. He had taken forever to finish these last couple hundred meters!

Claude seemed to have noticed Jordy’s impatiently cold eyes, so he dared not to dally but hit the gas.

Martha’s face changed, “What are you doing? I told you to drive slowly!”

“Forget it. You look at Jordy’s impatient face. He just doesn’t to hug Angela. Did he hurt his hands or
something?”

“Oh?” Martha took a subconscious look at Jordy’s hands. She was too far away from him and couldn’t
see anything. “It’s possible. Hands, elbows, or arms. Or anywhere else to hug her,” said she
unknowingly.

“Never mind. Maybe he just wants to avert suspicion of any kind. They’re not married after all. Maybe
he’s afraid we might get suspicious. OK, she’s my daughter. I’ll carry her back to her room.”

Claude got off as he said it.

He made quick steps to them and smiled, “Thank you for the ride, Mr. Collins. I’ve gotten some really
good coffee recently. Would like a taste?”



“I still got work at the company. Maybe next time,” Jordy said flatly and ignored everyone. After Claude
had taken Angela out of his car, he got in and drove off.

Before he left, Jordy saw the wistfulness in Angela’s eyes, but it soon became the support for his
decisions.

Jordy had a complicated look in his eyes. He hit the gas but soon saw the red light. He slowed his car
but… a car behind him rear-ended him.

Bang!

Jordy’s face suddenly fell.

Then, a familiar figure got off the white Maybach behind him. His knitted brows suddenly loosened up.




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