Reborn as Mr.CEO's Fat Wife

Chapter 819: Chapter 819: No Choice, I Just Like a Woman Like Her

After leaving Rose Valley, Catherine Ford planned to go to the bus station.

This side is a villa area, quite a distance from the bus station, and she was wearing high heels today. The walk already took a long time when coming here, and now her heels were chafed, making her limp as she walked while a thin layer of sweat formed on her forehead. At that moment, a black Bentley stopped beside her.

“Get in.” The man’s low, cool voice was like a clear spring on snow, inexplicably compelling obedience.

Catherine Ford turned her head to see the stern face inside the car, and while she was about to refuse, the driver had already gotten out and opened the car door for her.

After saying thanks, Catherine Ford got into the car, sitting somewhat stiffly next to Benjamin Jones.

Because of the last lawsuit, she had been in contact with him several times, yet sitting in such a compact space for the first time, the brief spark of electricity from their earlier skin contact seemed ready to burst into flames again.

She tried her best to calm her heartbeat, only to hear the man beside her ask indifferently, “Where to?”

Catherine Ford reported her destination subconsciously, and only after realizing it was odd did she say, “You can have the driver drop me off at the bus stop sign, please.”

The man nodded, instructed the driver with a word, and looked down at his documents.

Catherine Ford let out a slight sigh of relief, but soon tensed up again. The man’s presence next to her was too overwhelming, involuntarily affecting her. She tried to calm herself by thinking of other things, but she couldn’t help but drift back to thinking about the job Benjamin Jones had given her, and who to leave Alice with when she got busy – now that the villa district they were in was a bit far from both her current kindergarten and dance class. Plus, the neighborhood was somewhat far from the subway station; she would need to buy an electric bike.

She actually had wanted to buy one before, but always felt it was too expensive; maybe she should consider a second-hand one…

Catherine Ford was deeply in thought when her phone suddenly rang, startling her. It was Alice’s dance teacher, so she quickly picked up, “Miss Bess, are classes over? I’ll be there immediately… What? Alice got into a fight, how is that possible? Alice is very well-behaved… Okay, okay, I’m on my way.”

After hanging up, her expression anxious, she noticed the bus stop sign, “Lawyer Jones, you can drop me here, that’s fine.”