Pursuing My Ex-Wife Isn’t Easy chapter 1947
After all, the church was a place of holiness and purity, and it would never welcome someone with so much blood on his hands as Quentin
As long as Quentin was unable to enter, Malcolm would be safel
Besides, no matter how powerful Quentin was, he still could not possibly barge into Sarnuel‘s church to capture him!
As soon as he thought of this, Malcolm quickly turned toward Joshua’s retreating figure and thanked him profusely
*Alright, alright, that’s enough. Get out!” Sean, who had just been hired a few minutes prior to this debacle, tried to kick Malcolm out of the house like a responsible guard.
After coming out of the house, Malcolm glanced at him, frowning. “Can you get a car to send me out of town?”
He could not possibly risk calling a taxi for fear of being caught by Quentin on his way out of the city.
It would be best if one of Joshua’s men were willing to drive him, and even if he had to hide in the trunk of the car, he would be willing to do so.
Sean could not help furrowing his brows when he heard this.
A split second later, he sighed and said, “Alright. Come with me.”
He had arrived here in Joshua‘s car, and he had been planning to return to the factory where he worked to pack his things, but he did not have any money with him to call a cab.
He did not want to ask Lucas or Joshua for money, so he had called his previous boss to come pick him u
His boss had gladly agreed and promised he would arrive in ten minutes.
Since he was heading to the outskirts of the city anyway, it would not hurt to give Malcolm a ride too.
Seeing that Sean had agreed to help him, Malcolm was delighted and started thanking him profusely as well, so much so that Sean could not help feeling a little annoyed.
He furrowed his brows, glanced at the unkempt man standing before him, then at his own clothes.
He hesitated for a moment before finally taking off his dirty jacket and putting it on Malcolm‘s body. “You look better this way.”
Malcolm gave this man a once–over as he thanked him while putting on his jacket.
This man…bore a slight resemblance to Joshua.
Was this a coincidence?
All of a sudden, Malcolm‘s gaze landed on the item resting gently against Sean‘s chest.
Sean was wearing a jade ring with a black elastic band looped through it as a necklace.
This jade ring…
Malcolm furrowed his brows in deep thought.
This ring looked a lot like the ring that Jim constantly wore on his hand.
Malcolm furrowed his brows and scrutinized the ring over and over.
Feeling Malcolm’s gaze on his chest, Sean furrowed his brows, lowered his head, and placed the jade ring back inside his shirt. “My mother left this ring for me, and it shouldn‘t be out in the daylight for everyone t o see like this.”
He had thought that Malcolm was ogling his ring and planning to steal it so that he could sell it for money
“Let me tell you this: I‘d rather sell myself than this ring in a heartbeat, so don‘t you dare try to take it from me. Trust me, you won‘t want to be up against me!”
Seeing how guarded he was, Malcolm could not help curling his lips into a smirk and said, “Did you say your mother left this for you?”
Sean rolled his eyes at him but did not reply.
Unfazed by this, Malcolm continued impassively, “I have a friend who owns a similar ring as yours… Did your mom ever tell you that you have siblings?”
“No.” Sean furrowed his brows and glanced at Malcolm with a displeased look. “Why are you asking so many questions?”
“No reason.” Malcolm narrowed his eyes and turned to face the road, but he could not help curling his lips into a sly smile.
Sean looked not a year over 20, and if he were truly related to Jim, this would be an interesting find. Did Lucy Hamilton truly die 20 years ago, or did she somehow survive?
