Contract Marriage: My Sweet Bossy Wife

Chapter 132 Amazing!

Jessica opened Twitter. She saw that Daisy, who she had not seen for a long time, made trouble again.

Daisy posted a new message on Twitter.

“Leila passed out and was sent to the hospital.” It was attached a picture.

It was a high-definition photo taken in the ward. Leila's face was pale. She was putting on a drip and

was asleep on the hospital bed, looking miserable.

Now, those guys on line had another gossip to discuss.

There was one who had posted another Twitter, “The two daughters of the Armstrong family, the

decisive battle of the century!”

Below the post, there were countless replies.

"Leila, hold on! We definitely support you!"

"I'm not a fan of anyone. I’m just coming to see such a wonderful show."

"Jessica is indeed awesome. She looks so ordinary, but she turns out to be Mr. Lorenzo's wife!"

"No one is her match!"

"Don't talk nonsense. Don’t you guys think Jessica is so powerful? She was sent to the wilderness

since she was a child. How long has it been since she returned to the country? She ruined her family

and her sister. See, how miserable Leila is! I admire Jessica!"

"It's frightening. I'm afraid!"

The comments on that Twitter quickly became the top of the hot topic list. The scene which happened

in Capttar Medical School was posted on the Internet. Kneeling, crying and begging for mercy! The

intimidation of Jessica’s fans was also on the Internet.

The titles of those news reports had been changed to the unified title.

Jessica's fan group could be called a demon group!

"Anyway, they’re sisters. Jessica actually forced Leila to kneel!"

"Jessica is too domineering! She has Lorenzo as her supporter. We can’t offend her!"

"Jessica is so vicious. Her fans are not much better!"

"Look at how pitiful Leila is! She is threatened!!"

"Jessica, please let go of Leila! You’re sisters!"

"It's outrageous! We have to help Leila!"

The comments were all standing for Leila. There were constant voices of denouncing Jessica, and

many people spoofed Jessica's photos.

“Jessica, please let go of Leila!”

“Jessica, please give Leila a way to live!”

After a few hours, Jessica became the devil in everyone’s eyes.

Jessica read the news and didn't take it to heart. After all, Leila was good at pretending to be weak.

People were accustomed to sympathize with the weak and did not consider the facts.

Jessica was just watching Leila acting. Now, she was back in the news. She would not act rashly,

otherwise it was easy to fall into Leila’s trap.

"Jessica, I'll support you. These women are just envious and jealous. They hate you because you’re so

amazing. Just don't pay attention to these ignorant people."

Amara sent a text message to Jessica.

"It's okay. I really don’t take Leila’s tricks seriously."

Jessica replied with a message.

"That's good! What are you going to do about the next thing? Leila is putting on a show. Like mother,

like daughter. What she did has gone too far than her mother. She just knows how to use public opinion

to push you."

"In others’ eyes, she is a great dancer. Now, she pretends to be weak again."

Amara didn't worry too much when she saw that Jessica was so calm.

Jessica knew that Amara was worried about her. She had always been upright. But Leila always played

some dirty tricks. Moreover, Jessica had lived in the wilderness before. She was suddenly brought back

to replace Leila to get married. Besides, the man she married was such a big shot. She understood

why so many people hated her.

"We can't rush. A lie needs to be made up for countless lies. Let's wait and see what Leila will do."

Jessica replied calmly.

Amara and Leila didn't say much. With the long-term tacit understanding between the two of them, they

immediately got each other’s ideas. Since Jessica could deal with it, Amara was relieved.

Just after the chat was over, the special ringtone rang again.

It was Lorenzo.

Lorenzo had already seen the hot list of major media. He was worried about Jessica, so he made a

phone call.

"Mr. Lorenzo, what’s up?"

Jessica answered the phone sweetly.

"Do you need my help?"

Lorenzo's sexy and low voice came into Jessica's ears through the phone.

It was simple and rude, revealing unquestionable domineering.

"Mr. Lorenzo, because of you, I was commented like this on the Internet. A group of women who adore

you seized the opportunity and certainly won't let me go. Let’s make a deal. You are not allowed to

intervene the matter. Be a good boy! Don't talk with other women. As for those minxes who want to

hook you up, I will solve them for you!"

Jessica spoke domineeringly, as if she really complained that he bothered her so much.

"Well, very well. Very imposing. Now, you’re so hot just as well as when you’re in bed."

Lorenzo couldn't help laughing softly. His voice was not loud, but Jessica could hear it clearly.

When Jessica heard it, some pictures popped into her mind. Her face instantly turned red.

"Mr. Lorenzo, how dare you say that?"

Jessica coughed lightly and hurriedly spoke.

"I believe you. If you need me, call me. I will let them accept the crueler reality."

When Jessica heard this, she felt very warm. The man she married was really amazing.

Leila had been claiming to be ill. She stayed at the hospital for several days. During these days, there

was no other breaking news. So the war between the two daughters of the Armstrong family was still at

the top of the hot search list.

Jessica had no time to pay attention to these gossips. She was busy studying ink lotus in Capttar

Medical School, preparing to test the medicine by herself.

It was almost time. After pretending to be ill for so many days, Leila finally started to take the move.

She posted some pictures on Twitter, saying, “Reborn! Enjoy life! My mood suddenly becomes brighter.

Welcome Professor Hawkins to come to Ameriart in person.”

In the afternoon, Leila took another picture and posted it on Twitter. It was a picture of her welcoming

Professor Hawkins with flowers in her hand, and a photo with him. The two looked very happy.

In just a few minutes, this post received numerous likes and rave reviews.

"An artist is an artist!"

"Leila! Move on! Little cutie!"

"Leila, we are your strong backing! You don't need men. Just fight for you career!"

"You guys probably don't know, do you? Let me tell you about how she has what she has today! When

Leila was very young, she showed her artistic talent and participated in some high-level art

performance competitions. Among many seniors, she stood out, and then later she went to the Capttar

Medical School to study medicine. Leila studied at Coligny Academy. Professor Hawkins is her

teacher."

"That explains it why Jessica wants to frame Leila. Cause she envies!"Content © copyrighted by NôvelDrama.Org.

"Yeah, Leila is a genius but Jessica is just a wild girl who has just been brought back from the

wilderness. She must feel upset because there is such a huge difference."

"Shh! Be careful. Jessica is Mr. Lorenzo’s wife now. Do you want to live?"

"I know. I know. Leila wants to stabilize her position in the medical field and gets more fans. She feels

not enough to be praised as a great dancer. I have heard of Professor Hawkins. Coligny Academy is

also very famous. This time, maybe he comes here to be a strong backing for Leila, but... do you know

Professor Hawkins?"

After reading the news, Amara sent another message to Jessica.

"No wonder! She wants to benefit from both sides. She works really hard. So she wants to beat me in

medicine?"

Jessica sneered.

A medical genius?

"I don't know this person."

The more Jessica looked at it, the more ironic she felt.

"Jessica, it's tricky. After all, the other party is a well-known professor."

Amara was a little worried after seeing Jessica's reply.

"It doesn't matter. It's just a professor. I have known the dean of Coligny Academy for many years.

We’re good friends."

Jessica replied.

"What? Tell me what’s going on. Why are you so mystery? Don’t keep me in suspense! What do you

mean by being good friends with the dean of Coligny Academy?"

Amara responded quickly.

"She has invited me to her school many times, but I didn't agree."

Jessica replied.

"Did I read the message wrong?"

Amara rubbed her eyes and hurriedly asked.

"I just went to junior high school before being sent away by my father. Coligny Academy is too far. I

didn’t want to go."

Jessica replied again.