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Contract Marriage: My Sweet Bossy Wife novel Chapter 134

"Jessica, go to get the medical book over."

Although Professor Hawkins did it on purpose, his request was not unacceptable. So Amara Hart couldn’t refuse him.

"OK."

Jessica said, turned and left.

Some colleagues were waiting to watch the show, and surrounded the office.

"Have you guys heard it? Professor Hawkins came here this time to be Leila's backing. Not to mention others, in terms of education background, Jessica can’t be comparable with Leila."

"But Jessica also has something special. How can you and I be able to compare with her?"

"See, they’re sisters. But Leila is so good. It is enviable."

"Jessica, Professor Hawkins is deliberately making things difficult for you. There are two libraries. One stores books, and the other stores case analysis and pathological files. How long does it take to find that book? I want to help you. No matter how difficult it is, let's work together!"

Summer was mad. After all, Professor Hawkins was a professor. How could he be so irritating?

"Summer, you also have a lot of work to do. I can handle it myself."

Jessica comforted Summer and walked away.

"Summer, wait, I have something to say to you!"

Seeing Jessica leaving, Lachlan quickly walked to Summer’s side.

"Jessica will be fired soon. After all, you used to be my fiancée. Stay away from her, lest you be involved."

"Sir, who are you? Do we know each other? Are we acquainted? Go away!"

Summer glared at Lachlan coldly.

"You! You really don't know what's good for you!"

Lachlan thought that Summer would still be the same as before, clinging to him every day and trying to curry favor with him, but he was wrong. Now Summer was so aloof to him, as if she felt him disgusting.

Lachlan was only angry for a while. He stared at Summer and suddenly felt that her angry face was a little...cute...

"Summer, you're not busy today anyway. Your favorite movie has been released recently. How about we go to the movie, and then have a candlelight dinner?"

A colleague suddenly appeared. The boy was tall, looking so young and sunny. He smiled and looked at Summer, asking her out.

Lachlan didn't have to get Summer back. But within a day, many colleagues began to write love letters to her. After knowing it, Lachlan was very upset. In his understanding, all beautiful girls should be actively chasing him.

Now, Summer became so beautiful. Naturally, there were an endless stream of suitors. Lachlan felt that Summer would never fall in love with him again no matter what!

"Lachlan, why are you standing here alone? Are you waiting for someone?"

Leila's voice came from behind Lachlan.

"Leila, you're here! Don't worry! Jessica will definitely show her true face. There are two libraries. She definitely can’t find that book. When I knew Professor Hawkins wanted that book, I've already hidden it."

Lachlan felt extremely aggrieved just now. But when he heard Leila's voice, his mood instantly became good. Even if Summer changed a lot, so what? The woman he married should at least be such a pretty woman like Leila!

"Lachlan, it’s so nice of you. Thank you for your help. Whenever I have difficulties, you always stand up."

Leila smiled.

"Leila, in fact, you can see it. I really like you. Since Mr. Lorenzo has married Jessica, don’t think about him. Why don't you think about me? I love you so much."

Lachlan held back the words for a long time, and finally said them out.

Leila was very clear that a person like Lachlan could help her do something she couldn’t do. Her ultimate goal was still Lorenzo. Except him, no one could be worthy of her.

She couldn't kick Lachlan away yet. After all, he was still useful. He had always been brainless. If she said some sweet words to coax him, he would definitely listen to her.

"Lachlan, I think you have misunderstood. No matter how good Lorenzo is, he is married. It is impossible for me to marry a second-married man. I finally understand it. I have to work hard and get my own achievement. I don’t want to be in a new relationship so soon. I hope that you can give me some time, and then talk about the love things."

"I just got the important news that the dean of Coligny Academy is already in Ameriart. I heard that she is going to visit an old acquaintance and participate in an academic seminar. This is your chance. You have to seize it."

Professor Hawkins said seriously.

Leila looked down at the invitation, trying her best to suppress the ecstasy. She had met the dean of Coligny Academy several times, but she had never talked to her. If she could talk to her, it would be so great!

Her dream was that she could talk with the big shot who she had only been admiring. Now, it would come true.

"Professor, you always give me great encouragement and surprises at the most critical moment. You love me more than my biological parents. I really love you so much!"

Leila was in a good mood. She said sweet words to please Professor Hawkins.

"Leila, I have more important things to do now. See you later."

While they two were chatting, a figure flashed by. Then Professor Hawkins seemed to be so anxious. He said those words in a hurry and left.

"You…"

When Leila spoke, Professor Hawkins was already chasing after that figure.

"Wilfred? It's really you!"

Professor Hawkins caught up with the figure. After he was sure it was Wilfred, he was so happy that even his voice changed.

Wilfred stopped and was silent for a while.

"Mr. Wilfred, you’re actually in Capttar Medical School? The dean is in Ameriart. Didn't you go see her?"

Professor Hawkins was acquainted with Wilfred. Valentina Fletcher was Wilfred's youngest aunt.

At a young age, Wilfred had already stood out in the medical world. He was best at surgery. So far, many of those experts with high reputation were not his opponents. He was very low-key and never showed up in any reports.

At the age of 24, he became an academician of the medical school of Fretston and worked in Training Institute in Fretston all the year round.

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