Unmatched You

Less than half an hour after getting off the plane, assistant Myra went to check in again with her luggage

While waiting to board the plane, Jessica asked Myra to call Lena White , informing them that they couldn’t go to the show, and asked them to contact the rescue team again.

However

“No one answers at all!” Myra said.

“Call again…”

“I’ve called it thirteen times.”

Sister Anna ‘s company is a new start, and this is their debut.

Before, because the final model isn’t set, they found Richard to save the scene. As a result, now, she stood her up.

If they can’t make it by themselves, and they can’t find the right person to support.

It’s conceivable that in the evening, either the show is canceled or find someone to do it at random. In the end, it may completely ruin the show.

No matter how, it is a disaster.

Jessica didn’t think Robert would not understand how serious the consequences were, but he still insisted on her going to Vancouver, which only showed that he was deliberately suppressing Lena White .

It’s said that one day of the husband and wife are grateful for each other, and he is so cruel to his ex-wife?

Jessica sighed: “Then send a message and explain the situation to her. We will pay them twice the liquidated damages…”

This is the only thing she can do.”

Myra : “why double it? A lot of money!”

“Stop nagging. Send a message quickly… Forget it, I’ll do it myself…”

To show her sincerity, Jessica also made another call to Lena White before sending the message.

But as Myra said, no one answered.

As the chief designer of the show at 7:30 this evening, Lena White should be very busy, so she has no time to connect the phone?

No way out!

Jessica sent five messages in a row. She was afraid that she could not tell clearly by sending messages. All her messages were voice, and she sincerely apologized.

After that, she took Myra to Vancouver directly

The cell phone beside the pillow keeps ringing

Lena White was so exhausted that she was soft all over.

She tried to open her eyes, but she couldn’t do anything. She fainted badly, so she fell asleep in a daze.

Until the mobile phone was completely calm after a series of message reminders.

Finally, it stopped buzzing her, but she began to have nightmares again and again

In the middle, it seemed that someone had given her another dose of medicine. After eating the medicine, her brain became more drowsy, and she had been sleeping in that half awake and half confused state.

From time to time, she was still shaking!

Marcia looked anxiously at the woman who was still shivering with two quilts on the sofa, and her expression was rarely as rebellious as usual.

“Sister, really don’t wake up that woman… Director White?”

Sister Anna looked at her watch. “It doesn’t officially start until 7:30. We’ll call her later.”Text © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

“Will it be too late?”

“It’s all right. Lena got all her clothes ready. Otherwise, how do you think she’s tired and ill? She hasn’t slept for three days and is still suffering from a high fever. Let her sleep a little longer!”

Marcia nodded, and then carefully closed the door of the lounge.

Lena White slept for five or six hours. When she woke up, it was 3:30 in the afternoon

Her eyes moved under her thin eyelids, and then slowly opened a seam.

How long did she lie here?

Her head was still dizzy, and her body was aching everywhere. Lena White still struggled to sit up and grabbed the mobile phone to watch the time.

The next second, she was so scared that she rolled down from the sofa

“Sister Anna …”

She rushed out of the lounge and said in horror, “is Jessica here?”

Sister Anna was dealing with the ribbon on a skirt. She couldn’t spare her hand, so she said to her across the room, “I’ve been on the phone, but I can’t get through my mobile phone, and she may still be on the plane. Don’t worry! It’s still early, and she’s also a famous people who honored her promise in the industry, and it shouldn’t be late…”

“Not late, she can’t come.”

Hearing this, Sister Anna suddenly stopped and looked up, “what…?”