My Past is Just Prologue (Janet and Nathaniel)

Chapter 313



Chapter 313

Chapter 313 A Similar Feeling

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After leaving the suite, Janet did not leave in a hurry, but waited at the corner

for a while.

Not long after, the iron door in the stairwell was opened, and two short men

came out one after the other.

The two

looked forward and backward, as if they were afraid that someone would follow them, and they turned t

heir heads frequently to check. Janet

quickly saw the faces of the two men clearly. They were both fierce and ugly, and the one walking in fro

nt rubbed his hands from time to time, looking very

excited.

The two entered the suite expertly and closed the door, as if they had done

such things many times.

Even with her eyes closed, Janet could think of what would happen next, but

she had no intention of saving Ivy at all.

She had no one to be angry with except herself.

She flipped through her phone, but still didn’t see any messages from Ann,

thinking that she might not be able to make it in a while.

Janet sent a message to Ann, telling her that she had something to do and

was going back, and that she should make an appointment for dinner next

time.

At the same time, Donahueiel who was waiting for Janet downstairs couldn’t

sit still.

Many of the calls he made to Janet were

unanswered, which made him a little more hesitant than his anger at the beginning. Would something h

appen to Janet?

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When Donahueiel thought of those kidnapping cases, the expression on his face became more and mo

re gloomy, like black clouds covering the sun.

before a storm.

He stood up abruptly, striding to the door of the hotel.

Alfred didn’t understand why the mood of Donahueiel suddenly fluctuates.

He followed step by step and said cautiously,

“Mr. Webster, do you want to go back? I’m going to drive now…”

Before he could finish his sentence, Donahueiel in front of him suddenly stopped, and Alfred lost his bG

ilbertce and nearly bumped into him.

He glanced out, and his eyes widened in astonishment.

There

were a lot of news media gathered at the main entrance of the hotel. At this time, they all wanted to rus

h into the hotel gate, and the doorman was almost unable to stop them.

Judging by the excitement of the media, it seemed that some big news happened in the hotel.

The noise from the media was very loud. The party could not be found, and they couldn’t enter the hote

l for a while, so they started shouting at the hotel.

gate.

“Excuse me. Is Ms. Longfellow here?”

“I heard that Ms. Longfellow went in and out of the hotel with a strange man.

I wonder if it’s true?”

Naturally, the doorman of the hotel couldn’t answer them, so he could only try his best to block the door

to prevent the media from breaking in.

“The… the Ms. Longfellow they are talking about is not from the Longfellow

family, right?”

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Alfred’s face was as ugly as if he had seen a ghost.

How could it be possible for the former young lady to have an appointment

with his president and at the same time date another man? Isn’t she sitting

on the fence?

Besides, in Raleigh, and even America, is there any man better than Mr.

Webster?

He subconsciously glanced at Mr. Webster’s face, and sure enough, he saw

that Mr. Webster’s face couldn’t be described as ugly.

His face was gloomy, his thin lips were tightly pursed, and he looked sharply

at the media outside the door. If eyes could kill, Alfred believed that those

reporters would have turned into a pile of ashes by now…

The manager got the news, ran out profusely in sweat. When he was about

to call the police, his hand holding the mobile phone was clamped. The pain

caused his face to turn pale in an instant, and when his hand was loosened,

the mobile phone fell to the ground.

“It hurts, it hurts! Mr. Webster, please raise your hand high in mercy. Anything

can be discussed. My hand is about to break…

Donahueiel ignored the manager’s pleading. His whole body exuded low pressure, and his voice was fil

led with ice, “Where is Janet?”

“Ding!”

The elevator door opened, and Janet, who was standing at the corner of the

stairs waiting for the media to come up, looked suspiciously at Donahueiel

who was striding out.

Before she could clear her mind, Donahueiel had already arrived at the door

of the suite.

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His hands trembled, and he held his breath. His pale fingers clenched the

doorknob tightly. He heard the ambiguous gasps of men and women coming

from the room.

As if being hit in the heart by something, Donahueiel’s eyes turned black.

Was it really Janet? Was it really her…

If someone else saw her, then everything of her would be destroyed.

At this moment, Donahueiel inexplicably remembered the three years they

were together. Janet’s heart was full of him. She would wait for him to get off. work every day, match hi

m with clothes, and feel his good or bad mood right

away, and then silently accompany him…

Donahueiel gritted his teeth. He couldn’t accept her being with other man at

all.

The voice in his ear continued, and he felt a sense of loss in his heart.

The indescribable feeling was like a barbed vine, tightly wrapping around his

heart.

He gritted his teeth and was about to press the handle…

“Donahueiel!”

A familiar voice came from the side.

The man stopped the movement of his hands immediately, and turned his

eyes to look in a daze.

The next second, a fair hand grabbed his wrist and dragged him into the

corner of the stairs.

“You…”

“Do not talk!”

As soon as Janet finished speaking, she heard the door of the elevator not far behind open, and countl

ess noises and footsteps poured out.

Donahueiel was unprepared, and was suddenly dragged down by Janet.

Janet put her hand on his head to prevent him from standing up suddenly

and disrupting her plan.

She was looking at the situation outside, only leaving him with a profile.

Looking at Janet’s profile, Donahueiel suddenly remembered where this familiar feeling came from.

It was the same way that the girl had pulled him out of the burning flames

long ago.

Janet turned her head to glare at Donahueiel, and then said in a low voice with disgust, “What are you

doing here?!”

Looking at Janet’s slightly disgusted eyes, the feeling of déjà vu was washed away at this moment, and

Donahueiel’s face turned darker.


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