Get out, no rcy spared; Yvonne Jennings never expected Iris Crawford to dare show up so brazenly, even breaking her ho’s glass!
If she couldn’t co through the front door, why not co through the floor-to-ceiling window?
Yvonne Jennings pointed at Iris Crawford, and considering Howard Jennings was still detained at the police station, she might as well settle new and old scores together!
She imdiately dialed to call the Jacobs Family security over, in fact, she called out, to prevent Iris Crawford from baring her fangs and claws at her again; after their last encounter, she realized deeply she was no match for Iris Crawford. This madwoman wouldn’t stop at anything when out of control, she had to be careful.
But Jordan Jacobs, surprisingly, stepped forward before Yvonne Jennings!
He seed to ignore the broken glass in the house, and Jordan Jacobs said, "Why didn’t you say so when you ca here? I could have opened the door..."
"Last ti I ca, I was sure you’d change the door and locks as soon as I left." Iris Crawford grinned, "So this ti I used the floor-to-ceiling window."
Jordan Jacobs froze, and after a while, he said, "I didn’t change the locks to guard against you..."
See, he really did change them. Iris Crawford felt she knew Jordan Jacobs too well, hypocritical and cautious, always maintaining his image—didn’t it tire him out day after day?
Iris Crawford said, "Enough with the nonsense. Have you packed your luggage? If not, I’ll get soone over to pack for you."
This was aid directly at Yvonne Jennings, as the house was under both her and Jordan Jacobs’s nas, so Iris Crawford had no right to kick Jordan out, but Yvonne was truly an outsider. There were plenty of ways to disgust Yvonne and make her leave.
Iris Crawford tapped on Martin Hawthorne’s muscles and said, "Just so, I called a hunk to help you carry your luggage. Miss Jennings, you must have put quite a bit into this place over the past two years, right? Later on, I’ll need to disinfect the house."
Disinfect!
Yvonne Jennings turned pale at Iris Crawford’s words, she looked at Jordan Jacobs, "Langdon, aren’t you going to help ? You were the one who brought in back then..."
But the house was indeed that of him and Iris.
Anyone could see that Yvonne Jennings was trying to disgust Iris Crawford, and now she was getting kicked out, it was only natural to applaud!
But Yvonne was not giving up. She knew Jordan loved her, as long as she acted wronged, Jordan would agree to anything, "Langdon, don’t let this woman fool you, she’s clearly here to bully us!"
"Even if heaven and earth turn upside down, you’re nothing more than a mistress, and I’m bullying you?"
Iris Crawford pointed at herself, anger turning to laughter, "You stole my husband, destroyed my family—who’s bullying who here? Yvonne Jennings, you didn’t really think you were the wife, did you?"
Iris said this to sha Yvonne’s audacity, little did she know Jordan would hear it and think Iris had lingering feelings, like she was blaming Yvonne for his infidelity, does it an...
They still had a chance?
Moreover, he hadn’t signed the divorce papers yet.
"By the way, Young Master Jacobs, don’t just stand there." Iris Crawford finished with Yvonne, held out her hand in front of Jordan, "The fifty million?"
Jordan Jacobs said through gritted teeth, "The money, I’ve instructed my assistant to transfer it to you in batches, because the amount is large..."
Iris Crawford squinted her eyes, "Assistant? Oh, I have your assistant’s contact, I’ll follow up with him later."
The tone was too reminiscent of a legal wife, surprising both Yvonne Jennings and Jordan Jacobs.
They had bullied Iris Crawford for so long, they forgot, she wasn’t just Jordan’s legal wife, but also a legitimate heir of The Crawford Family... who would remain helpless forever?
Jordan Jacobs’s tone was sowhat conciliatory, "After all, we were once husband and wife, Iris, how can you just kick soone out? It’s unreasonable."
"Even the king of heaven must follow my rules." Iris Crawford pointed to the floor beneath her, "Whoever paid more for this house has the final say. Yvonne Jennings didn’t spend a penny, living in a house my Crawford Family paid a fortune for, you think I’ll agree?"
Where did Yvonne Jennings get the nerve to move in? Staying in soone else’s house for two years without feeling guilty!
"But what you’re doing isn’t kind, asking soone to move out after two years..." seeing the aggrieved look on Yvonne Jennings’s face, Jordan Jacobs felt both heartache and headache, "Iris, you’ve changed so much, I feel like I don’t know you, how can you be so ruthless..."
Haha, Iris Crawford laughed out loud on the spot.
"Going to a temple to worship Buddha is just for fun, but truly worshipping Buddha ans looking at you, Young Master Jacobs, you’re an expert at being generous with other people’s money, your kindness leaves speechless." Her tone, both sarcastic and sharp, made Jordan Jacobs’s face turn pale.
Iris was obviously mocking him for his moral coercion!
"Fine if you won’t leave, I brought a bodyguard." Iris Crawford clapped her hands gleefully, "Martin, smash everything in this house!"
Smash it?!
Jordan Jacobs instantly flew into a rage, "What do you an!"
"I paid for the renovations." Iris Crawford completely ignoring his stormy expression, "So I can smash it, what’s wrong with that! I spent the money!"
"This is our marital property!"
"Alright then." Iris Crawford’s smile was stunning, as she reached straight for Yvonne Jennings, "Every penny she’s spent in the past two years is our shared property too, do you want to try suing to settle, see how much I can get back?!"
Yvonne Jennings’ face changed color, "How can you be so shaless!"
"Who’s shaless, or you? You, being a mistress, call shaless?"
Iris Crawford gave an order, "Martin, smash it!"
Without thinking, Martin lifted an expensive blue and white porcelain piece and smashed it to the ground!
The loud crash made Yvonne scream, "She really smashed it! Jacobs, she’s destroying our house!"
Iris stood motionless amid the chaos, and just then, there was the sound of a car outside. It seed the bodyguards had finally arrived. Yvonne shouted towards the door, "Hurry, co in! This woman is crazy, barging into our house to wreck things!"
Talking about "our," this house obviously has nothing to do with Yvonne!
The bodyguards rushed in quickly; after all, they followed Jordan Jacobs’ orders, and they imdiately surrounded Iris and Martin.
Iris saw the people around, her expression wasn’t good. Yvonne, standing outside, folded her arms and laughed, "What, are you scared? Acting so arrogant, turns out you’re just relying on borrowed strength, with just one person daring to cause trouble here, Iris, you really don’t know the aning of the word ’death,’ do you?"
Iris sneered, "I think you’ve brought too few people, not enough for a beating."
Yvonne’s smile froze, and she roared angrily, "What did you say?"
The next mont, she couldn’t even see what was happening, just felt a gust of wind sweep by, followed by a slew of screams, objects smashed chaotically. The whole villa seed to have experienced an earthquake, and even the people inside were toppling over and falling!
Martin kicked away a black-clad bodyguard who had fallen in his way, walked out from the crowd, and tilted his neck, "Not enough for to warm up."
Yvonne was terrified, "You... What kind of monster are you..."
Fighting was as indispensable as breathing for Martin, whose body contained far more rage than a normal human. If there weren’t checks on it, he felt he was no different from a beast devoid of humanity. The thrill and pain of fighting excited him, more intense than any drug.
Seeing Martin’s slightly reddened eyes, Iris knew he had only had an appetizer, now unsatisfied, his muscles tight enough to tremble slightly.
Yvonne scread, why did she call so many people, yet they were easily beaten by one person?
What’s going on, aren’t they professional bodyguards!
Even Jordan Jacobs couldn’t believe it, "Iris, what kind of ssy people do you have around you, where did you find them!"
Iris said, "Not as ssy as you promoting a mistress."
Jordan was blocked by her words, stepped back, and stepped on the shards of the tile on the ground.
Martin had really destroyed the place completely, the big screen TV was smashed and sparking with electric fire, the sofa smashed in the middle, one half sticking straight to the ceiling, the floor was a ss, and even the walls were broken to pieces, every corner of the first floor wasn’t spared, all suffered.
Iris lowered her gaze to look at it all, her forr marriage nest, now so hideous, indeed, fate plays tricks.
She said to Martin, "You’re actually quite happy, right?"
Martin replied casually, his voice cold, "Haven’t moved my hands in a long ti."
He hadn’t quite controlled the force either.
She chuckled, said to Jordan, "Oh dear, the house is like this, I don’t want it anymore, it’s yours. Give the divorce agreent, and I’ll transfer the house to you."
To destroy the ho like this, and then just say she doesn’t want it?!
Yvonne was so angry her hair stood on end, said to Iris, "You’re dreaming! You’re just here to disgust !"
Iris slipped behind Martin, "Well, I’m here to disgust you, and you’ve found out. Are you annoyed? Disgusting as hell, you damned woman, and Jordan, you disgusted back then, asked to sign the divorce agreent, didn’t expect today I’d be chasing you for a divorce, right?"
Jordan clenched his fingers; indeed, he hadn’t signed yet.
"I know you won’t sign, so I brought another copy, also brought a pen, also brought a stamp pad." Iris suddenly restrained her face from the taunting smile, said to him expressionlessly, "Co, in our tattered marital ho, Jordan Jacobs, sign the divorce agreent."
Her heart suddenly hurt inexplicably, Iris forcefully suppressed the emotion, then looked at Jordan without blinking, "Don’t hesitate, hurry."
Ti to end it.
Jordan wanted to sign, maybe signing would finally rid himself of Iris’ entanglent, after all, she still hated him, hated him for destroying everything back then, for humiliating her dignity as a wife with a mistress.
But why, he couldn’t bring himself to sign.
If he signed, did it an he and Iris would finally... have nothing to do with each other? After that, what revenge would she still want to execute on him?
Or would it end here, never seeing each other again until the end of life?
But unexpectedly, he didn’t want to... Not at all want to let Iris go.
Jordan withdrew the pen, said in front of Yvonne, "What if I don’t want to sign?"
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