Chapter 10 Dismissal

Jessica took a deep breath, trying to steady her trembling voice. "Mr. Davis, if you only invited me here to remind me of my past, I understand my own identity, and thank you for your concern," she said with a hint of bitterness in her tone.

Her eyes were teary, but she held back from letting them fall. She was about to open the car door to get out when William grabbed her again and threw her suit jacket out without saying a word.

"Ahhhh --" with a simple push, Jessica cried out in agony as the pain from her back wound surged through her body. Without the jacket to cover it up, a large wound on her back was exposed in front of William.

When she realized what had happened, she panicked and tried to cover herself, but William grabbed her.

The burn on her back had been wrapped up, so William's gaze fell on the scar that looked like it had been left for many years.

"How did you get this?" William asked, as his slender fingertips fell on the wound, causing Jessica's body to tremble along with her heart.

"Because of a fire," Jessica moved her lips and said.

"In a fire?" William narrowed his eyes and asked. "Taylor, are you about to say that this scar was left behind in the fire when you saved me?"

"If I say --" a few short words seemed to have exhausted all her courage,"yes?"

Previously, she didn't care, because she had enough courage and radiance to love him.

But now, she had nothing, but she still wanted him to know.

This woman, who he hated to the bone, had loved him more than life itself.

Jessica waited for his response, but William just slightly curved his lips and uttered cold words one by one, "Taylor, you have no shame."

She was so shameless that he had thought countless times why such a woman still had to live in this world.

"Yes, I have no shame," Jessica admitted, tears rolling down her cheeks. "Please, Mr. Davis, spare me. Do not lower yourself to the level of a lowly person like me." She then opened the car door, ready to get out.

Jessica, who has repeatedly humiliated herself, somehow made William extremely irritable. Moreover, the large wound on her bare back was shocking to the eye.

Just as he was about to reach out and grab her, the phone in his pocket suddenly rang. It was Mia Hughes.

"William, where are you? I was just about to get some water and accidentally twisted my foot. It hurts so much," Mia said.

"How did you twist it? Just stay where you are, I'll be right there!" William said. He then hung up the phone, started the car, and quickly drove away.

From beginning to end, he didn't look at Jessica again.

He was always like this. Whenever it was related to Mia Hughes, he would make concessions for everything and everyone.

Jessica silently picked up the suit that was thrown out, brushed off the dust, and tears flowed down her cheeks drop by drop.

Due to the wound on her back, Jessica rested at home for a day.

But she didn't expect that, just after one day, when she went to Nightfall again, the manager informed her that she didn't need to come to work anymore.

This was her only job, and if she lost it, she wouldn't even be able to get enough to eat.

But no matter how many times she asked the manager, he impatiently brushed her off, and finally, when he was fed up with her questioning, he said, "This is all Mrs. Davis' decision."

Jessica was stunned, feeling as if she had been drenched in cold water.

How could she forget that Dawn was also a business under the Davis family's name.

Was William really trying to force her into a corner by taking away her last means of survival?

Jessica walked out of the Dawn's gate with a few meager days of salary, feeling lost and dejected. She didn't expect to bump into someone.