His Wife Calls The Shots
Chapter 1302: The Night is Long and Gentle (Six more updates) _1

Chapter 1302: Chapter 1302: The Night is Long and Gentle (Six more updates) _1

Chapter 1302

Almost at the same time, Alexander Foster opened his phone to find an anonymous email filled with multiple photos of Chloe Collins holding hands with some male celebrity.

His eyes darkened slightly.

Ten minutes later, Jerry River finished his phone call and returned to his guest room.

Just as he arrived at the door, he noticed a familiar booklet lying at the doorstep.

He checked the left and then the right to ensure no one was around before picking it up and taking it inside to examine it.

Upon flipping open the first page, his facial expression instantly darkened.

The album he meticulously prepared appeared to have every page annotated with red pen, highlighting Photoshop techniques!

On the last page, there was even a note left for him—

"Photoshop skills: half a heart?" he read aloud.

The heart in the note was drawn on, but in reality, it was even less than half.

Not even half!

While brooding over this, his phone suddenly began vibrating wildly.

He promptly pulled it out to check.

Upon inspection, he was nearly given a heart attack!

His phone had been hacked, and a series of photos had been sent out to everyone!

The photos were the very ones he had painstakingly prepared and sent to Alexander Foster!

The key point was, he had sent them anonymously, but now the recipient had traced the origin, hacked his phone, and forwarded them to everyone in his contact list under his name.

The sent photos had been edited—Chloe Collins’ face replaced with his!

It looked so seamless that one could not tell they had been Photoshopped. Instead, it appeared as though he was cross-dressing while holding hands with a male celebrity!

Friends and relatives incessantly sent him responses, causing his phone to vibrate non-stop!

His veins throbbed violently as his teeth gnashed and eyes bulged wide!

"Doctor Jerry, oh dear, you... you like this kind of thing?"

"Doctor Jerry, so this is the reason you’re still unmarried? But since you sent it to me, are you asking me to your wedding?"

"Jerry! What is this! How could you hold hands with another man! This is unacceptable!"—Master York.

The group chat was bustling with teasing and ridicule.

He wanted to take back the messages, but it was already too late.

A phone and an album had driven him crazy!

His original plan was to cause a quarrel and a falling out between the two due to these photos, which would make the following tasks easier.

But none of his tricks worked!

"Damn, damn it!"

He busy explaining to his friends that it was a childish prank, but no one believed him.

Once again, he had lost this battle.

Alluring Moonlight.

Chloe Collins stared blankly at her phone, staying immobile for about five seconds.

[Alex: Should you come over, or should I come to you?]

Just then, someone knocked at the door.

Her heart skipped a beat as she said, "Come in."

The door opened, and a tall man stood in the doorway, holding a long pillow in his hand.

...

The night was long, and gentle.

-

The next day, Jerry River woke Chloe Collins early in the morning, persuading her to join him for a workout, claiming it was beneficial for her health.

As an early bird herself who was used to morning exercises, she agreed.

Alexander Foster had been disturbed by non-stop phone calls from home since early morning. They seemed well coordinated, once one person finished another one started.

Reluctantly, fearing he would wake her up, he took the call on the balcony.

Even when she walked out of the house, his phone was still glued to his ear.

When Chloe Collins arrived downstairs, she heard Jerry River’s whistle.

"Hurry up!"

With an audible undertone of anger, it was clear that Jerry was still irate about the incidents from the previous night.

Chloe Collins ran past him lightly and greeted him in a calm tone, "Good morning."

Jerry River: "Halt!"

"When I say halt, what are you doing?!"

"Halt! Halt..."

Heaving a deep sigh, he gave up on giving commands and started chasing after her.

He continued to blow his whistle while running.

-

(Chloe: he didn’t do anything last night.)

(End of update, requesting monthly votes, good night.)