The Legendary Man

Ysobel drawled with a sneer, “Of course! Isn't it more than benevolent of her to have waited for you for three whole years? Or did you expect her to live like a widow for the rest of her life?”

“Bring me to her!” Jonathan had no time to contend with her, for he only wanted to see Josephine as soon as possible.

Snorting, Ysobel commented, “Why do you want to see her? To continue clinging on to her and pestering her endlessly? Besides, what right do you have to go and see her?”

Verily, she looked down on a deadbeat like him from the depths of her heart.

He has married into the Smith family for three years, but he has never done anything good for the family. He has merely been sitting around and making merry all day like a ne'er-do-well! If it weren't for the Smith family feeding him for the past three years, he would've long since starved to death! I really don't understand why Josephine had to marry a useless piece of trash like him when she has both good looks and a perfect figure.

Jonathan then declared airily, “Don't worry, for I won't pester her! If she truly wants to marry that Mr. Langford, I won't stop her in the slightest! Furthermore, how is she going to marry someone else without going through the divorce procedures with me?”

“Really?” Ysobel still felt a smidge skeptical.

In a mild voice, Jonathan asserted, “Why would I lie to you? I'll naturally let her go if she has met someone better.”

With a cold snort, Ysobel warned, “You've got that much self-awareness, at least! Let me warn you that Mr. Langford will have you beaten up if you dare go and make trouble, Jonathan! He has bodyguards with him wherever he goes! You'd better behave if you don't want to die!”

Having said that, Ysobel hailed a taxi. “Get in!” she ordered without sparing him a single glance.

“Phoenix International Hotel, please.”

When she had told the taxi driver her destination after getting into the taxi, the taxi sped off.

Throwing a glance at Jonathan, who sat in the front of his own accord, Ysobel harrumphed coldly. Then, she took out her phone and sent Josephine a message that read: Josephine, I bumped into Jonathan on my way.

The moment the message went out, Josephine, who was sitting at the dining table at the hotel, trembled all of a sudden.

Even her hand that was holding her phone shook slightly.

Jonathan is back? Three years ago, he disappeared mysteriously, and there has been no news about him. He has been missing for three long years! I thought that I would never hear from him again for the rest of my life, but never have I expected him to appear before me again after three years!

she texted: Where is

 He's coming

the contents of the message, her expression promptly

He's coming over here?

Josephine?” Alvin Langford, who was sitting beside her, hastily expressed his concern

“It's nothing.”

yet a storm of emotions brewed endlessly within

me, the Langford family will naturally help to resolve the crisis faced by the Smith family.” Alvin mistakenly assumed that she was fretting about the Smith family's predicament. “If you marry me, you'll be part of the Langford family. At that time, who will still dare to pick on you in Jadeborough? Who will still dare

absolute confidence

been married once, he wasn't the least bit

named Jonathan Goldstein long ago, the man had never

she was still a virgin at

“Mr. Langford, I—”

about to say something, but Alvin cut her off, “All right.

that, Alvin lifted his hand

a gift box that appeared exceedingly luxurious cradled in

one could hear a pin drop. “It's Josephine's

had finished saying that, he reached out

a platinum necklace with an exquisite

brightly and

Eighteen million?

that figure came out of Alvin's

my God, that diamond cost eighteen million! Yet, he's giving it to her without an ounce

trice, everyone present looked at Josephine with envy written all

resentment up

as pretty as a picture, so what does it matter even if she had been married? Besides,

couldn't resist urging when Josephine made no move to take the gift. “Why are you spacing out, Josephine? Hurry up and accept Mr.

“Huh?”