Runaway Wife: Please, Have Another Baby!
Chapter 695 - 696 Beauty Trap and Handsome Men’s Trick (2)

Chapter 695: 696 Beauty Trap and Handsome Men’s Trick (2)

This time it was a hotel, probably intending to use leverage to make her comply.

This pervert actually dared to target her.

Humph!

Jessica maneuvered her car to the roadside and stopped beneath the hotel, took her backpack in hand as she climbed out, and instead of heading directly to the room where she was supposed to meet him, she went to the restroom on the first floor and entered a stall.

Moments later, when she reappeared, her jeans had been swapped for a loose skirt, she had deliberately unbuttoned the top two buttons of her blouse, Jessica lifted her eyes to the mirror, took out makeup from her bag to touch up, and then walked out of the restroom with a sway in her step in her high-heeled sandals.

When she arrived at door 406, she raised her hand and knocked.

"Come in!"

Immediately, a familiar voice emanated from within, her heart seethed with anger, but Jessica’s face curled into a seductive smile.

Gently pushing the door, she stepped inside and swiftly locked it behind her.

Inside, Will sat at the desk, scrutinizing a document on the computer.

"Have a seat, I’ll be done in a moment!"

The document was just one page shy of completion; as soon as he finished, he could send it back to the company.

"I don’t want to eat!" Jessica said irritably, "What on earth did you call me here for?"

"Don’t speak for five minutes!"

Will’s voice rose dominantly; he always disliked being disturbed when he was working, especially with an urgent company document at hand—he did not wish to hear a woman’s incessant nagging while he concentrated on his task.

Feeling an intense urge to pull out a gun and riddle him with holes, Jessica forcefully suppressed her rage, narrowed her eyes adorned with long lashes, carelessly tossed her backpack on the floor, and seated herself on the sofa.

At first, she waited patiently, but soon lost her temper, reaching her hand to feel for the gun hidden inside her skirt. She raised her eyes to Will, who was deeply engrossed in his work, and decided against taking a risk.

The guy was as skilled as she was and always on high alert—in case...

Seeing that he was still not finished, she reached for the snacks on the table and stuffed them into her mouth, then boldly grabbed the juice...

By the time she finished the juice, Will was still working, and she ran out of patience.

She stood up from the sofa and walked over to his desk.

Hearing her approach, Will looked up with caution.

At first glance, he was taken aback.

Struggling against the impulse to tear his handsome face to shreds, Jessica flicked out her tongue to lick her lips provocatively.

"Do I look good?"

Snapped back to reality, Will sized her up momentarily—it was the first time he had seen her dressed so provocatively—and without much thought, he instinctively replied.

"Not bad!"

Humph, I knew he would like it!

Jessica sidled around the table with a swivel of her hips and draped an arm over the back of his chair, feigning interest in his computer screen.

"What are you busy with?"

As she spoke, she purposely leaned closer, discreetly squeezing her bust together.

The shirt was already low-cut, and she intentionally flaunted it, her bosom nearly spilling out from inside the blouse.

Because he was on guard, Will dared not relax, or leave his back exposed to her. Wary, he closed his laptop and turned to face her.

"Nothing much!"

She standing and he seated—her direct gaze fell perfectly in line with her neckline.

His heart tightened, and he hurried to shift his gaze from her chest upwards, settling on her face.

"Actually, I called you here because I wanted to..."

Before he could finish, Jessica had already placed a finger over his lips.

"No need to say more, I already know."