Jealousy In Subtle...

The cold wind blew wantonly on her face, but Julia felt that her wrist was very hot.

Under the dazzling neon light from the tall building, Ford narrowed his eyes slightly and was even more indifferent.

He held Julia's wrist and said, "It's enough".

He sounded hoarse in the wind and didn't reveal his emotion.

"..." Wasn't she doing her duty to make room for his new girl?

Before she could react, a charming woman staggered forward and said coquettishly, "Ford, where have you been? It's hard to find you."

Ford frowned slightly, and Julia pulled her hand back quickly. The atmosphere was subtle and awkward.

Julia looked at him silently. Her neck was white, and her eyes were as calm as water.

Thinking of all the benefits brought about by the gossip last time, Nancy had to use the media to be the girlfriend of the Ainsworth Group's Young Director. Maybe there was one day it would be true.

Nancy glanced at Julia complacently. Although she had just seen Ford hold her hand, she believed that she would prevail in fair competition, which required wise strategies.

Pretending to be drunk, she leaned to Ford as if she had no bones and was about to hug him.

Julia looked at her without any movement but gestured her, "Okay, keep it up!."

Ford was annoyed as his jaw and lips tightened. He seemed to be as cold as ice.

With his hand in the pocket, he took a step back slightly. Nancy fell down, it was too late to stop herself.

The air instantly quieted down.

With a bump, Nancy hit the ground.

Jeffrey hurried over from behind, and his expression was extremely ugly, "Didn't you say you go to the bathroom?"

Although Ford agreed to send Nancy back when her uncle asked him in person, he arranged a bodyguard to send her back instead.

She was unwilling to obey, so she run out and tried to find Ford with an excuse of going to the bathroom.

Now that she was exposed, Nancy was embarrassed and lay on the ground pretending to be dead. She was determined not to get up.

Ford's expression was cold as he glanced at Jeffrey.

Then, Jeffrey soon stepped forward and said to Nancy, "Sorry."

Before she could figure out what was going on, she felt her body carried by Jeffrey on his shoulders.

"Ah! Are you crazy?" Nancy was carried by him with her head upside—down, shouting in despair along the way.

Nancy felt herself was surrounded by the smell of the man and his hand was hot.

"..." How could this man put his hand on her.

"How dare you!" Nancy kept beating him on the back despite her head upside down. However, it was her hand hurt. Was his back an iron plate?

She turned to kick him randomly. Unfortunately, she also didn't hurt him.

"Let go of me … you pervert! Rascal!"

Jeffrey ignored her shout at all and loosened his hand letting Nancy fall to the ground directly after walking out from Ford's sight in the corner.

She felt her butt extremely hurt as if it had been run over by a car.

Nancy lay on the ground with her eyes wet and her face flushed because of her head upside—down before, looking to be funny.

She struggled to stand up and wished to kill him looking at this rude man.

It had been many years since she had been treated rude. Before she entered the industry, she was a rich lady. After becoming a celebrity, there were even more people like her.

But now, even a bodyguard actually dared to do this to her!

How dare him!

"You hooligan! How dare you to touch my butt!" As a reputable goddess, Nancy was a little embarrassed to say it.

Thinking about being touched just now, she couldn't help but blush. Fortunately, her expression couldn't be seen clearly in the darkness.

Jeffrey looked at her and said honestly, "You are too thin. I don't feel well."

She was shocked by his impudence. Not only was he rude and fierce, he was also shameless.

Nancy suddenly realized her high heels losing when she wanted to threaten him again. Now, she could only reach his throat barefoot. In such a situation, it was useless for her to threaten him.

"Do you know who I am?"

Jeffrey said indifferently, "Who are you?"

Nancy was confused. How could he don't recognize her as she just won a Golden Award recently?

For people like Ford who didn't pay attention to the entertainment industry, it would be fine if he didn't know her. But this bodyguard in front of her actually looked down on her as well.

She was a goddess for a lot of people!

A goddess!

She took a deep breath and said, "Go pick up my high heels."

Nancy said in a commanding tone as she used to men's flattery.

Jeffrey glanced at her indifferently and did nothing at all.

She was really annoyed. "I have tens of millions of fans. They will swear at you!"

"Go pick them up now, kneel down and apologize to me. For Ford's sake..."

"Hey! You take advantage of me again, you bastard..."

Nancy was carried by Jeffrey on his shoulder again. She didn't stop cursing him until she was put in the car.

Jeffrey started the car and looked at her expressionlessly, "If you continue shouting, I'll cut your throat."

He had endured such an annoying woman for a long time. If he hadn't had to send her back, he would have kicked her out right now.

It was instantly quiet inside the car. Nancy began to tremble feeling cold wind from outside.

She looked out of the window, which was dark and windy. She covered her neck and obediently shut up.

.....

It was late at night, the parking lot of the City Clubhouse returned to its previous deathly silence.

Julia felt chilly and found the coat that she originally wore had been shaken to the ground by Ford.

"Are you cold?" He slowly took off his coat and put it on her. The coat was still warm.

"..." What was wrong with him?

She squatted down to pick up her trench coat, patted it and handed it over to Mark's butler. But Mark stepped forward and took the coat.

He narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at Ford and smiled strangely. However, he was still pretty with such a mixed expression.