Jessica returned home and washed up. Then she lay in bed.
What Lucas said tonight and before they got divorced constantly appeared in Jessica's mind, intertwined.
She remembered a young boy's shirt blown by the wind eleven years ago when she got unconscious.
It suddenly occurred to Jessica that she might not have noticed Lucas over and over again, or even fallen in love with him, had Lucas not been the person who saved her that day.
But there was no if. During those three years, Jessica always remembered that day when she wanted to give up.
She always believed that Lucas was a gentle person despite his cruel face.
However, she ended up divorcing Lucas before Lucas revealed his tender heart to her. They had been divorced for a year, but Jessica suddenly knew that Lucas loved her.
Jessica flipped over on the bed, her tears streaming down uncontrollably.
She was never a sentimental person and had hardly cried since her childhood.
Jessica didn't even cry when she divorced Lucas.
During their three-year marriage, Lucas' terrible attitude made Jessica doubt herself.
Jessica couldn't figure out what she had done wrong, or where she could improve.
She couldn't figure out why Lucas, who used to be warm and kind, had shown her all his indifference and cruelness in those three years.
When Lucas expressed his love tonight, Jessica felt surprised that Lucas would one day respond to her affection for him.
The next morning, Jessica rubbed her forehead, a little tired.
After a night's rest, she restored her strength and got soberer.
Her last night's fragility was only temporary. Jessica got up and pulled open the curtains, facing the soft sunlight outside the window.
Jessica understood that one confession couldn't fix the relationship between her and Lucas.
The obstacles of Olivia, Justin, and the Thomas family still existed.
Lucas' apathy was not something that could be amended just by an apology. Besides, the spoiled girl Olivia was still going against Jessica.
Jessica arrived at the company and turned on her computer to check the email.
Recently, Jessica had a few projects on her hands. When they were completed, the LA branch of the Hall Group would earn a few hundred million.
"Miss Hall."
Hearing the knock on the door, Jessica looked up and rubbed her neck. "Come in, Wendy."
Hearing her permission, Wendy walked in. She looked at Jessica and placed the documents in her hands on the table. "Miss Hall, I want to talk to you about the purchase of the Sandoval Group. At present, we have acquired 40% of their shares, holding the same percentage of shares as the Davison Group. Do you want to discuss this with Mr. Davison before the final acquisition?"
Wendy expressed her intention quite subtly. As long as Terry gave Jessica one percent of the shares, Jessica could become a major shareholder of the Sandoval Group.
Jessica understood what Wendy meant. Although one percent of the shares didn't mean much to the Davison family, it represented their attitude.
Jessica wasn't too willing to ask for help from Terry. It was her own business, after all.
What's more, if Terry helped, she owed him another big favor.
Jessica thought about it and asked, "Then who has the remaining 20% of the shares?"
Wendy was stunned. She pursed her lips and remained silent for a while. Then, she said, "The Thomas Group."
Jessica instantly understood why Wendy wanted her to ask for Terry's help.
Jessica tapped on the table with her finger and then looked up at Wendy. "Okay, I'll think about it. You can go back to work now."
"Yes, Miss Hall." Wendy nodded and left Jessica's office.
Jessica didn't think for too long. She had just run away from Lucas a little awkwardly yesterday. It wasn't wise to discuss with him today about purchasing the Sandoval Group shares.
She decided to negotiate the cooperation with the Davison Group. It was not necessary to look for Terry. After all, Terry was not the CEO of the Davison Group yet.
Without the consideration of any particular relationship, Jessica could offer five times the price to purchase that one percent.
After making up her mind, Jessica picked up her backpack and left the office.
She had just walked out of the company when she saw Lucas standing by the car.
She slowed down her pace, hesitated for a moment, and walked over.
"Who is Mr. Thomas looking for?" A polite smile appeared on Jessica's face.