Relentless Pursuit After Divorce-Chapter 1926: Summer Hall Side Story (128)

She saw Harry Hall just looking at her without speaking, and the annoyance in her heart was accompanied by a bit of bitterness, starting to flood her mind incessantly.

She suddenly stood up quickly from the sofa because she stood up so quickly, her body instinctively wobbled twice and couldn’t stand firmly.

"If you don’t want to talk, then don’t. I’m not particularly interested to know either."

After speaking, she realized her voice had a touch of choke.

As she was about to take a step to leave, her wrist was grabbed by Harry Hall. With a gentle pull, she fell onto the sofa because she was unsteady.

She frowned, angrily got up, and in the next second, Harry Hall’s body leaned down a bit, coming closer to her face.

She looked at Harry Hall’s undisguised smile on his face, clearly feeling mocked by him.

Their faces were very close, she could even see every pore on Harry Hall’s face clearly.

His eyes, filled with a smile, reflected her struggling angry expression.

"What are you doing, get away from me."

She reached out to push him, but Harry Hall quickly caught her hands and held them in his own, his face even closer than before.

"Honey, are you jealous?"

His hoarse voice carried undisguised joy; compared to Helen Melendy’s anger, Harry Hall was obviously in a good mood.

Helen Melendy paused her struggling movements, looked up at him, and instinctively denied:

"I don’t even know who that woman is, why would I be jealous."

She started using both her hands and feet to kick Harry Hall, and her legs were directly pinned down by Harry Hall.

Immediately after, he kissed her forcefully on her lips, smiled, and said:

"Honey, you’re really jealous."

He seemed to have discovered a new continent, the joy in his eyes almost overflowing.

He seemed to have a feeling of finally seeing the light at the end of the tunnel.

Seeing Helen Melendy really anxious, he dared not continue teasing her, retracted his smile, and said solemnly:

"Helen, I really don’t know about what you’re talking about."

Helen Melendy stopped her movements, glaring at him angrily.

"So I imagined this all by myself?"

Harry Hall was also innocent; he had dinner with Clarke Ainley and was acting intimately?

If this had really happened, how could he have no recollection of it whatsoever?

But at the same time, he also knew his wife was not someone who makes unreasonable trouble. If she really hadn’t seen it, she wouldn’t have memories like this.

She had lost her past memories, and yet, she could remember this segment so vividly; evidently, she indeed had witnessed such a scene before?

A thought suddenly flashed across Harry Hall’s mind, causing the smile in his eyes to instantly shift to a cold gleam.

Helen Melendy noticed his sudden silence, the temperature in his eyes had changed, and she could see he must have remembered something.

Although she kept telling herself her Senior Hall wasn’t a flirtatious man, she should believe him and not be jealous randomly.

However, it’s easier said than done.

She glared at him angrily, waiting for him to give her a reasonable explanation; as long as his explanation made sense, she would believe him.

The next second, Harry Hall got up from her, then pulled her up from the sofa to sit properly, looked at her seriously and solemnly, and asked:

"Honey, do you trust me?"

Helen Melendy directly rolled her eyes at him, yet still nodded, responded sullenly, "Hmm."