His Real Wedded Bride

Chapter 1390 Do Things Differently

"You're bleeding, Cassie. I'll carry you!" Jordan squatted down suddenly and asked Cassie to hop on

his back.

"No, no. You're embarrassing me. I can walk by myself..." Cassie refused him at once, without a

conscious thought.

However, Jordan didn't have the patience to deal with her stubborn attitude. He sprang up spryly and

picked her up in his arms before she could even finish her words.

"Jordan! What are you doing? Let me down! Let me down!" Cassie's sweaty face flushed red with

embarrassment. 'How can he do this to me?'

Jordan, however, ignored her protests and began to walk towards his car nonchalantly.

He opened the door of the car with one hand and slowly sat her in the front seat.

As he bent over and leaned closer, Cassie's heart skipped a beat. She was afraid that he would do

something to her.

Before long, Cassie was relieved to find that Jordan was just fastening the seat belt for her and making

sure that it had latched on properly.

When Jordan turned the ignition key and revved the engine, Cassie turned to him and said, "Thank you

very much."

"Any friend of Cora's is a friend of mine. And I... I see you as my own sister. It's normal that I treat you

well." Jordan had other words on the tip of his tongue, but he changed them in the end. NôvelDrama.Org owns all content.

Cassie felt embarrassed and decided to change the topic. She asked, "Can I use your phone to call

Cora? My phone battery died earlier."

Jordan took out his mobile phone and passed it to Cassie.

The moment she swiped and unlocked the phone, her jaw dropped to the floor.

Never in her entire life did she expect that his screen saver would be... a picture of her!

'Oh my God, this is so embarrassing!' Cassie was so nervous that her palms were clammy and sweaty,

but she could neither say nor ask anything. She couldn't bring herself to face him. She didn't want to

bring it up because she was afraid that he would say something she wouldn't be able to handle.

Pretending as if she hadn't seen her picture in his phone, she casually dialed Cora's number.

After a few dial tones, Cora answered.

"Hello! Jordan, have you found Cassie?"

"Cora, it's me." Cassie explained everything to Cora and asked her not to worry.

While she spoke to Cora on the phone, Jordan slowly turned his head and stole a glance at Cassie's

face.

Jordan knew that she would see the photo on his phone screen when he gave her the phone. He did it

on purpose because he wanted to know how she would react. What disappointed him was the fact that

Cassie made no reaction.

Fortunately, Jordan wasn't desperate as a part of him refused to believe that Cassie had no feelings for

him at all. After tonight, he thought that he was likely to win her heart.

For now, he was happy to just look at her face. 'Good God! What a beautiful face! Sooner or later, I will

be her boyfriend, ' Jordan thought confidently.

At the Lu family's residence

Ever since Melissa found out that Leila was responsible for Sheryl's dire situation, she started to show

up in front of Leila more often. Melissa's constant nagging was starting to get under Leila's skin. She

couldn't feel comfortable with Melissa breathing down her neck.

"Leila, it's already been more than a few days. You promised to find Shirley and bring her back, but

where is she now?

If it weren't for Sheryl falling into a coma, I would have sent you out of Dream Garden. I am willing to

give you a few more days. You'd better find Shirley if you want what's best for you!"

Melissa didn't hold back on the threats.

Melissa was like a fly that was constantly pestering her and all Leila wanted to do was swat her with

her bare hands.

Leila answered confidently, "Aunt Melissa, I have found some important clues as to her whereabouts. I

am trying my best. I'll find Shirley soon, I promise. Don't worry and take it easy."

Melissa nodded her head silently and strutted around Leila's room like she owned the place.

Puzzled by Melissa's silence, Leila tried to figure out what she meant but her presence was making her

nervous and anxious.

Drawing her attention, Leila said, "Aunt Melissa, about Shirley, I know I've made a mess of things. But I

am trying to make it up. I hope that you can forgive me!"

"My grand-daughter is nowhere to be found because of you and I don't even know when I will ever see

her again. How do you expect me to forgive you? Especially after you tried to kill Sheryl? Listen! If it's

not about my grand-daughter, then I don't want to hear another word from you. Do you understand

me?" Melissa looked at Leila with disdain.

Leila averted her gaze and answered, "Aunt Melissa, you have every right to be mad at me. But you

have to believe me when I say that I am worried about Shirley's safety too."

Melissa sneered contemptuously at her and then walked away. She didn't really care about Shirley; all

she wanted to do was to laugh at Leila.

After Melissa's leaving, Leila gritted her teeth tightly. She found it increasingly difficult to tolerate

Melissa. She wanted nothing more than to tear that woman apart. Even if Melissa knew that she was

the one who tried to murder Sheryl, she didn't have any evidence.

Leila couldn't trust Melissa any more. Leila realized that if she wanted to win Charles' heart, she would

have to find a new ally.

At the Shining Company

When Sheryl's situation showed signs of improvement, Charles decided to go back to the company and

deal with all the work that had piled up.

"Come and see me in my office!" After Charles arrived at the company, the first thing he did was call his

assistant instead of dealing with the heaps of files scattered on his desk.

"Yes, Mr. Lu," said his David, as he hung up and went to Charles' office immediately.

"Mr. Lu, what can I do for you?"

"Have you found out anything about Shirley? It's been a long time now. The longer she's out there, the

greater her chances are of being in danger. You need to speed things up!" Charles tapped his fingers

on the desk subconsciously. It was clear that the man was dealing with severe distress and anxiety.

He hadn't slept for many days. As long as he thought that Shirley was still in danger, he couldn't stop

feeling restless. Every fiber of his being yearned to shred Leila into pieces.

"There is no new information. After Jim went to prison, the clues stopped coming in. How about doing

things the hard way and forcing him to tell us where Shirley is now?"

David understood and sympathized with Charles, but thanks to Leila for sending Jim to prison, all their

plans had gone down the drain. Finding himself at a dead-end, he couldn't think of anything else

besides torturing Jim. Time was of the essence and they needed to act accordingly.