Chapter 132 – Twisted Fate of a Billionaire’s Daughter Undercover

“It’s impossible for me to remarry Ashlyn,” Gordon said quietly.

“Impossible? Or you just don’t want to?”

But Gordon didn’t respond to the question.

Instead, he looked his grandfather in the eye and said, “I sincerely hope you won’t do such a thing again.”

He couldn’t understand why everyone wanted him to remarry Ashlyn.

They made it seem like his divorce was a mistake.

After he had said what he had come to say, Gordon turned around and began to leave.

“Hey! Come back here!” Nathaniel barked.

He was so livid that he threw his walking stick at his grandson’s retreating figure.

But neither walking stick nor bark could get Gordon to come back.

He left the house without even looking back.

Gordon was very angry and he didn’t care the least what his grandfather thought or felt.

When the butler saw Gordon leaving, he was going to say something, but when he saw the look on Gordon’s face, he quickly drew back and kept his mouth shut.

Everyone who saw Gordon knew instantly that he was brimming with fury.

Even the maids who were watering the flowers quickly got out of his way as he walked past them.

No one wanted to be on the receiving end of such fury.

Gordon was sick and tired of his grandfather’s meddling in his life.

This new action of Nathaniel’s had been the final straw that broke the camel’s back.

Gordon was still yet to recover from all that had happened to him in the last year and his grandfather had been constantly making it worse for him.

After he and Ashlyn got divorced, he fell into depression.

Even after eight months, the pain was still raw.

Also, his feelings for Ashlyn were no longer what they used to be.

He was now very possessive and it felt strange.

At the very beginning, he didn’t have any special feelings for Ashlyn, but ever since Devin began to pursue her, something seemed to click inside of Gordon and he found that he just couldn’t let Devin have her.

Even he couldn’t understand why he felt this way.

Perhaps it was because Ashlyn had been his wife for three years and he was just used to seeing her as his wife.

But nevertheless, that possessiveness had not made him lose his self- esteem.

So far, he had been working on moving past it.

What Nathaniel had done squashed every attempt of Gordon’s to be indifferent to the divorce.

Gordon got into his car.

But before he could drive out of the villa, he heard someone shouting his name.

“Mr.Jones!”

It was a maid and she was running straight toward his car.Gordon looked out of the window to talk to her.

“What is it?” he asked impatiently.

The maid was frightened by the coldness of his voice and the fire in his eyes.

She didn’t dare look into his eyes as she showed him what she had brought.It was a mobile phone.

“I found this when I was cleaning the potted plants Ashlyn left behind.I think it was her phone.”

After handing him the phone, she turned around and scurried off.

Throughout the interaction, she had not even dared to look at Gordon’s face.

Gordon stared at the retreating figure of the maid for a while before turning his attention to the phone she had left behind.

With a hiss, he picked it up and threw it into some flowers nearby.

About forty minutes later, Gordon came back to Crowbar Technologies.

Lowell was there, watching in surprise as his boss walked out of the elevator.

Without thinking, he approached him.

“Mr.Jones, your face…”

“What?”

Gordon snapped at him.

The gaze he fixed on him was so fiery and withering that Lowell froze on the spot.

“Nothing.” He shook his head.

Anyway, no one in the company would dare to laugh at Gordon.

Lowell murmured an excuse and quickly scurried back to his desk.

Gordon ignored him and made his way over to his office.His desk was still the same as he had left it.He sat behind it and took out the document he had been reading before he left.

But instead of reading the document, he only held it in his hand as other thoughts occupied his mind.He remained like that for ten long minutes without being able to read a single line.

When he was tired of thinking, Gordon pulled out the phone he had in his pocket.It was the phone that the maid gave him.

After throwing it away, he changed his mind and picked it up again.It was a very old phone.It was one of those that had buttons.

Such phones were no longer in use nowadays.

Not even old people like his grandfather used them.

After he turned it on, Gordon found that it was locked with a password.

He stared at the screen and couldn’t help but feel ridiculous.

What the hell was he even trying to do? Wasn’t it crazy to attempt to unlock the phone? Of what use would that be? After all, it was just an old phone that Ashlyn had abandoned at the villa years ago.

These were the things going through his mind.But what his hands eventually did was something completely different.

Before he knew it, he had typed Ashlyn’s birth year as the password.It was not the right password.

Gordon frowned.

He thought for a while, then he decided to try his own birth year.

And it worked! Gordon’s heart skipped a beat as he saw the phone get unlocked.

It felt like he had just won the lottery.

While typing those passwords, he had a feeling he would be successful, so he had not even thought about giving up.

Now that he had unlocked the phone, he felt like an accomplished man.

He quickly went through the phone and found that there was nothing in the contacts menu.

But strangely enough, there were over two hundred messages.

He knew that it wasn’t right to violate other people’s privacy, but he knew Ashlyn could not think any worse of him than she did now.So, he had no fear.

People usually displayed some level of rebellion at some point in their lives.

Gordon was thirty years old, and for most of his life, he had always been regarded as a good guy.

But now, his spirit of rebellion had been aroused by Ashlyn.

He couldn’t explain why, but when it came to things related to Ashlyn, he seemed to have changed into a different person altogether.

For instance, he couldn’t resist the urge to read these messages, even though this was something he would normally not have done.

The last of the messages was from over three years ago.

It contained only the words, “I have married him.”

The next message was short too, but a lot longer than the last.

It simply read, “I don’t really know what’s happening.He says he wants to marry me, but I don’t think it’s a good thing.”

And the next was even shorter.

“I saw him again today.”

Message after message, Gordon was patient enough to read through all of them without skipping any.

One message that particularly interested him was sent ten years ago.

It contained only the words, “I found him.”

If anyone else stumbled on these messages, it would all seem cryptic to them.

But Gordon wasn’t anyone else, so he knew what they meant.

These messages along with the painting that Denise had found were all proof that Ashlyn loved him.

Gordon held the phone tightly in his hand.

The depression he had been feeling all these days seemed to disappear all of a sudden.

His heart was beating faster now.

Four years ago, he had thought it was Ashlyn who drugged him that night, so he had always felt that she had been desperate to get married to him because she was after the fortune of the Jones family.

But it was only after the divorce that he got the hint that she was also a victim that night.

Now he knew for sure that she had married him for love and nothing else.

Later, he had seen the painting and the comic book.

Looking at them again, he had found that Ashlyn had loved him all those years.

Still, the greatest eye-opener was the messages.

He couldn’t help but flash back through the years that had gone by and he felt an unprecedented feeling as if it was a violent wind that was sweeping over him.

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