Runaway Wife

Anna Thompson was hunched over the sink in the mens restroom, vomiting violently. She had come to New York City on a business trip with her colleagues to dine with clients, but they seemed to have conspired to get her drunk. With a poor tolerance for alcohol, she couldnt handle more than a few rounds and stumbled into the mens restroom by mistake.

The door suddenly opened, and a tall, elegant man walked in as if he had expected Annas presence. Seeing her rinsing her mouth, his gaze was calm and indifferent.

After rinsing and washing her face, Anna was about to leave when she turned and saw the man at the door.

"Jason?" Annas eyes widened in shock. She whispered in disbelief.

The man looked down at Anna with arrogance, his eyes as cold as frost.

"Jason, is it really you?" Annas lips trembled, tears streaming down her face.

The man did not answer her question. He stared at Anna, his gaze deep and unfathomable.

Anna burst into tears and threw herself into the mans arms.

"Jason, its me, Anna Thompson. Youre not dead, youre alive, you came to find me, right?"

Anna looked up at the man, her eyes filled with infinite earnestness, her hands trembling as she held the mans handsome face.

Looking at Anna, the mans handsome eyebrows twitched slightly, and his sexy thin lips pressed into a sharp line. Just as he was about to push Anna away, she stood on her tiptoes.

Annas full, rosy lips directly pressed against the mans tightly closed thin lips...

The mans eyes suddenly narrowed, a flash of pain and hatred in his eyes.

His right hand was raised in the air, and after hesitating for three seconds, he pushed Anna away hard.

Unsteady on her feet, Annas lower back hit the sink, and she let out a cry of pain: "Ah!"

The man ignored her and strode away, preparing to leave.

Seeing the man about to leave, Anna desperately threw herself at him again, her arms tightly wrapped around him, tears streaming down her face, "Jason, please dont leave me, please..."

She said, and kissed his lips again.

The soft and familiar touch and Annas faint scent strongly stimulated the mans brain. He wanted to push Anna away, but his body did not obey his mind and reacted quickly.

"Jason, dont go... Jason... kiss me..."

Anna cooed and cuddled, her soft body clinging to the man like a snake, leaving no gap.

Seeming to withstand such friction, the man raised his hand and directly clasped Annas slender waist. With an agile spin, he pressed her against the wall, turning passive into active.

His peripheral vision caught a "Cleaning in Progress" sign at his feet, and without hesitation, he kicked it outside and locked the restroom door.

Their lips entwined fiercely, and the familiar memories deep in their bodies made them completely lost.

"Jason, take me... faster..."

Annas voice trembled along with her body.

The next morning, at dawn.

In the presidential suite on the top floor of the Regency Hotel, the man stood in front of the bed, already dressed. His black handmade suit made him look particularly noble.

On the big bed, Anna was still sleeping peacefully. Looking at her tranquil sleeping face, the mans deep eyebrows overflowed with a bone-chilling coldness.

"Anna Thompson, its been six years, what you owe me, its time to pay back slowly."

Hiss... Head hurts so much!

Anna woke up, looking at the bright crystal chandelier above her head, and the scenes of last night began to replay in her mind.

Jason Thompson!

This name shocked Anna like an electric shock, and she suddenly sat up from the bed.

No! She must have been drunk and mistaken him for someone else. That man couldnt be Jason Thompson; Jason Thompson was already dead!

Six years ago, she had seen Jason Thompson lying on the operating table without breath, and she had seen him buried.

So, she must have mistaken him for someone else and had a one-night stand in a daze?

Not caring that she was naked, Anna got out of bed and started searching for the man in the room.

However, in the spacious suite, there was no one else but her.

Closing her eyes, Anna forced herself to calm down and tried to recall the mans appearance from last night, but every memory told her that the man from last night had the same appearance and figure as Jason Thompson.

Could it all be an illusion?!

When Anna was extremely confused, her phone on the pillow suddenly rang. It was her husband, Ethan Scott, calling.

Married to Ethan Scott for a year, he had never taken the initiative to call her in this year, and now he was calling her early in the morning. It couldnt be because he had found out about her last night...

Thinking of this, Anna shivered.

Immediately, she forced herself to calm down and answered the phone: "Hello, Ethan?"

"Anna Thompson, tomorrow at 11 a.m., at the Regency Hotel, its my sisters engagement ceremony. I dont care where you are or what youre doing; you must get back before tonight."

Hearing Ethan Scotts angry growl, Anna breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Ethan Scott wasnt questioning who she was with last night.

But immediately, Annas eyebrows furrowed slightly - Ethan Scotts sister was getting engaged?

Anna suddenly remembered the entertainment headlines she had seen a while ago, saying that the Scott Family was going to unite with the Parker Family of New York City. She didnt expect things to move so fast, and the engagement ceremony was to be held tomorrow.

Even if she and Ethan Scott were not like a couple, she still had to attend such an important occasion like his sisters engagement ceremony. Otherwise, it wouldnt just be her who would suffer; the entire Thompson family would probably be in trouble.

"Okay, I understand."

After hanging up the phone, the lingering scenes of last night flashed through Annas mind, and she glanced at the deep and shallow marks on her body, her cheeks flushing red.

Since the man from last night couldnt be Jason Thompson, Anna saw no need to meet him again. If the Scott family found out, who knows how much trouble it would cause.

Without even taking a shower, Anna put on her clothes and hurriedly left...