Oliver's Substitute Bride (Oliver and Jessica) novel Chapter 89

Oliver said coldly, "All the other hospitals, big and small, have already been searched. Yours is the only one left. I didn't expect her to be here. You don't know what patients you have, so I don't think you are qualified to work in the hospital."

"Come on, don't do that. This is the only place I can work."

"Who's that man?"

Martin knew Oliver and didn't want to sell out James, but Oliver knew what he was thinking. Martin said, "He's my friend."

"Call him over."

"He, he is the son of the White Family."

"Which White Family?"

"The clothing giant."

As soon as Simon heard this, he immediately went out and sent someone to look for James.

Oliver and Martin returned to the office and waited for James to come to ask him questions.

Martin took out a cigarette and handed it to Oliver. They sat face to face on the sofa while smoking. Soon, the room was filled with smoke. They did not speak.

Oliver broke the silence in the room. "How is she?"

Hearing this, Martin finally sat up straight and put out the cigarette in his hand. "She is your wife, dude. I saw the marks on her neck. Dis you want to have sex with her? She is pregnant, man. You have to be careful. You don't know how scary it was when she first came here. She lost a lot of blood and almost died."

Oliver paused for a moment when he heard this. He was still calm, but there was an unspeakable feeling in his heart.

"Do you need to continue seeing a psychiatrist? Don't be careless."

Oliver had not heard the word psychiatrist for a long time. He had been seeing a psychiatrist regularly for more than ten years while he was abroad.

After returning home and working here, he had adapted well and his psychological condition was normal, but he knew that he would occasionally be troubled by the past.

Especially after he married Jessica, he would often make himself moody because of that woman.

Soon, James entered Martin's office.

As soon as he came in, he cursed, "Martin, when did you make friends with such a jerk?"

Hearing James's scolding, Oliver and Martin both looked at him.

"You're here. Oliver is here to find his wife."

James didn't say anything and punched Oliver in the face.

After the punch, James wanted to continue, but Martin grabbed him. "Let's talk about it later. It's important to find the person now."

The door of the office was not closed yet. The people outside heard everything clearly. Someone immediately came in and called, "Mr. Williams."

"Get out." Oliver waved his hand and asked his man to close the door.

"It turns out you are from the Williams Family. You bastard." James said to Oliver while he was pulled to sit next to Martin.

Oliver's lips were broken, but he didn't seem to care at all. He just asked coldly, "Where is Jessica now?"

"It's interesting to ask someone else about your wife's whereabouts, Mr. Williams."

"Thank you for saving my wife."

"Mr. Williams, don't thank me. I just want to give you a good beating. She's my childhood friend, whom I haven't seen for many years. I didn't expect to see her like that again."

Oliver's heart ached to hear his words. He admitted that he was really a terrible husband.

"Mr. White, I want to take Mrs. Williams home first."

"She's gone. She won't let you find her."

"Where did she go?" Martin asked.

James glared at Oliver. "She just didn't want to stay here."

It seemed that Jessica was really not with James.

"Where did you separate from her?" Oliver asked.

"After leaving the hospital, we parted on the way."

Oliver asked, "Did she mention to you where she was going?"

"Are you her husband or not? You don't know her at all. She didn't tell me where she would go, just like when something happened to her family and she suddenly disappeared when we were young."

James was right about Oliver, and the corners of Oliver's mouth moved imperceptibly. He really didn't know that woman, nor did he try to know her, but he had already gotten used to the life of having a wife. Suddenly, a living person disappeared from his side. He was not used to it.

After Jessica left, he never slept well. He looked tired. Under his long and narrow eyes, there were big dark circles.

Oliver immediately arranged for someone to look for Jessica. Finally, he found out that Jessica had bought a black car and drove out of Birmingham alone.

When this woman used to work, she went there by bus, and she didn't ask for a car to drive to work. He had never seen her drive before, and she must have been a bad driver. Now that it was snowy and slippery, she drove out of the city in the middle of the night. He was really worried about her safety.

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Jessica met Sally at the service area on the highway and left quickly.

She ate something in the car and continued on her way. She didn't know where to go. She was driving fast and tried to stay away from Birmingham. She didn't want to see anyone who knew that man again.

The snow had stopped, and there were fewer cars on the road. Jessica could still handle driving.

She kept driving and didn't dare to make any more stops. She was afraid that Oliver's people would find her. Meeting Sally was a dangerous signal because she didn't know when Oliver's people would appear.

When the sky turned bright, Jessica passed the toll booth at the border of Birmingham and Lambola City.

The sun rose in the east and the sky cleared up.

As soon as she reached Lambola City, Jessica finally relaxed. She slowed down, wanted to get off the highway and find a hotel to rest. She was very tired from driving all night long, not to mention she was still a patient who had not fully recovered.