Let Love Takes Away All This Pain By Jenna Writes
Chapter 271

Chapter 271: Getting a Divorce

Bella listened to his voice, her lips curled. "Who have I hurt?"

I want you to talk to me like that.

Jackson clutched his phone and looked ahead, "using the publicity to get Alva blamed so that she can't work on AK, and even your fans to attack her."

"What? And such things?"

His voice was surprised, as if he did not know.

Jackson moved his eyes. "Sister-in-law, don't hurt her."

Bella's mouth curled upward. "Jackson, I can't hurt Alva. She's my sister-in-law"

"Anything else? I'm going to be busy here."

Then he hung up the phone.

Jackson listened to the busy tone on his cell phone and, after a few seconds, pressed the hang up button.

When the phone hung up, he didn't put the phone in his pocket, but dialed again.

"Get me two bodyguards to protect Alva."

Bella was already angry.

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She started fighting back in her own way.

Her pride won't allow anyone to tread.

So. Alva is going to be dangerous.

He had to find someone to protect her.

He can't let her get hurt again.

Bella looked at the dimming screen, her smile widening, her eyes freezing even colder.

I can't take this much. What about the rest?

Flora arrived at the airport at two o 'clock in the afternoon.

By the time she got to the hotel and dropped her bags off at the hospital, it was 3.40.

Time passed quickly

She quickly arrived at the hospital. As soon as she reached the 26th floor, she saw Jackson on his cell phone.

And most importantly, he had gauze wrapped around his head.

Flora turned pale when she saw this.

"Jackson!

She ran over at once.

Hearing Flora's voice, Jackson looks at her and says to the caller, "I have something to do, that's all." Hang up the phone.

Flora runs up to Jackson and immediately looks at his head. "What's going on?"

I hurt my head!

She thought of something and asked, "Is it Uriah?”

"Did Uriah do it?"

"No."

Jackson looks at the closed room door and pulls Flora away.

'What's the matter?

Pulling her this far.

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Flora started. "Alva?"

Looking into the ward, she quickly widened her eyes. "Is Alva hurt, too?"

Jackson paused. "HMM."

A wound in the heart is also a wound.

Flora's face changed. "What is the matter with you?"

Everyone was hurt.

And it hasn't been that long since the injury.

She's got a really big head.

"Flora, don't ask so many questions. I'll tell you all about it when it's over. Now find yourself somewhere safe, where Uriah can't find them,

and settle Esme and Finnian."

So he can rest assured.

Flora pinched her eyebrows. "Do you think I'll be okay if you let me do this without telling me anything?"

Jackson looked at her. "Flora, Uriah already knows Alva and I are married."

'What!

Alva slept for a long time. She had a dream that she was living in a place where she knew no one. There was no pain, no sadness, no despair. She was happy.

Very happy.

But again happy, again happy she still woke up.

She is still in this struggling world, constantly sinking into the mud, constantly trying to get up.

"Awake?"

A soft voice came to her ears, and Alva turned her head and looked into a pair of gentle eyes. The warmth inside shone on her like the sun in winter, making her not so cold.

She sat up. "Are you feeling better?"

Alva felt the temperature on his face and nodded, "Fine, no fever."

The doctor said to avoid fever, which can be serious.

Get out of bed, check the time, and stop.

It's evening.

Has she been sleeping all day?

Jackson saw her frightened look, smiled and said, "You are hungry, I ordered food, we eat."

As Alva looked at him. Jackson turned to take the food out of the tub, and it smelled delicious.

"These are..."

It's not like takeout.

"Your mother made it."

Alva froze.

It's been a long time since she's had mom's cooking.

Look at the food in the heat preservation bucket, it is light, and it is familiar.

Mom made it.

"Go wash your hands."

"She didn't move," Jackson said with a smile.

"HMM."

Alva washed her hands and they sat down to eat.

After dinner, Alva looked at Jackson. "Jackson, let's get a divorce."

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