How to Get a Wife

Chapter 36 Call Me Mr. Wilson

"... Wilson. " Joanna didn't expect that they would meet in such a way.

Wilson stood up and walked to the window. Looking at the view outside the window, he said coldly, "I think you should call me Mr. Wilson."

Hearing that, Joanna was struck dumb and her heart sank

The cold tone, the cold words, is it from the mouth of Wilson? He used to be gentle to her. But today, he was totally different like another person.

Wilson turned his back to Joanna and did not turn around. He didn't want her to find his emotions.

'When I solve everything, we will be fine.'

Wilson promised to Joanna in silence.

"Have you regained your memory?" Joanna asked cautiously. There was only one possibility for his face suddenly changed. Wilson had thought of everything.

He was the CEO of the Yan group. How could he care about such a nobody like her.

Even if he did, he would only thank her for saving his life. The rest were just her imagination.

"Yes."

Although it was a simple and clear answer, she was still shocked by his words.

It turned out that it was true...

"Then we..." What was the relationship between us? She didn't have the courage to finish her sentence, fearing that she would get nothing but humiliation in return.

"There's nothing between us. I'm very grateful that you saved my life. And about your retention, how much do you want?"

I'm so sorry that your life has become so heavy. I'll try my best to make up for you.

"I don't mean that I... " 'what should I say? What do I want from him?'.

"Is there anything else, Miss Gong? I'm very busy. I don't have much time to waste on you. " He said in a cold and emotionless tone, but she tried her best to resist the urge to hold him in her arms. Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

Joanna got out of bed and walked behind Wilson, looking at his upright back.

"I I just want to ask you... " Joanna choked with sobs. Why did her heart ache so much? She asked, "You used to be so gentle. Are they all fake? Then what about the memories between us? And the ring you gave me... "

But before Joanna could finish her words, Wilson turned to look at Joanna who was tearful in the eye, heartbroken.

His dark eyes were still nonchalant, as if the person in front of him had nothing to do with him.

"First of all, I didn't have memory at that time, so I treated you like that. Besides, you'd better forget all the memories between us. Those are humiliating for me. At last, I'll leave that ring at your disposal. I've thrown away mine. How can I use that cheap thing? " He gripped the ring object in his hand so tightly that his hand was even painful.

"What?" Joanna couldn't believe what she had heard. Was he the Wilson she knew?

She had forgotten that he was no longer the one who had no family or friends after he lost his memory. Now standing in front of her was the prominent CEO of the Yan group.

"Didn't you hear me? Who am I? How can the president of the Yan group be with a woman like you? People will laugh at me if they know. " Then he left the room before Joanna regained her composure.

She watched Wilson left without any hesitation. Indeed, he was reluctant to have any more memories with her!

Joanna felt darkness in front of her eyes and could not bear it any longer. Leaning against the wall, she tried hard to hold back her tears, but it was out of her control.

She stumbled out of the room and strolled on the street. No one knew what was on her mind.

'Am I really the only one who was still thinking about the past?' Didn't you say that you would always be with me? Why did you say that?'

She didn't notice the black car behind her, nor did she notice that the sight of the man in the car were fixed on her.

She went back home in a daze and fell down on the ground the moment she closed the door.

She was exhausted, as if she had used up her last strength.

Joanna curled up, put her hands on her legs and buried her face on them. Then she burst into tears.

"Why Why do you treat me like this? "

"..."

"Why do you say that..."

"Wilson ... "

In the dead of night, the man outside listened to her crying sadly.

'I'm sorry, Joanna. Wait for me a little longer, ' he thought.

He went downstairs and commanded the men in black, "take good care of her. If anything happens to her, you don't need to come back any more."

"Yes, Mr. Wilson." The man in black answered with respect.

He nodded, got on the car and left.

As long as Wilson thought of the tears of Joanna, he couldn't fall asleep. He stood on the balcony smoking for the whole night. He didn't force himself to have a rest until the sky was almost white.

When Joanna woke up, she found herself sleeping on the floor. She held herself up and felt pain all over her body.

'Wilson, do I live such a bad life on the first day when I completely lose you?'

She went into the bathroom to take a shower. When she came out of the bathroom, she heard Rita's voice.

"Joanna, are you at home? Open the door."

When she opened the door, she saw the anxious expression on Rita's face. Rita held and looked at her again and again until she was sure that Joanna was all right.

"You freaked me out. I was waiting for you outside the building yesterday. I saw that you didn't come out after all the persons left, so I went in but I couldn't find you. I was scared." The mere thought of it freaked Rita out. If anything really happened to Joanna, she would regret for the rest of her life.

"I'm fine. I I met Wilson. " At the thought of what Wilson said to her yesterday, these words lingered in Joanna's mind.

"He What did he said? " Rita had a bad feeling.

"He said He didn't want to remember what had happened during those days. Those memories were... Shame for him... " The heart wrenched, and then she understood that this was the feeling of heartbreak.

"Rita, why?" Joanna burst into tears. She had been holding back her emotion for a long time, but now she couldn't control it any more. She needed to vent.

"Joanna... It doesn't matter. You still have me... " Rita was not sure whether she could convince herself. She also knew that even in a close relationship, a friend was different from a lover.

She didn't know what to say to comfort Joanna, but quietly accompanied her and patted on her back.

After a long time, Joanna stopped crying and said.

"I'm going to find a job in Yan group."