My Evil Husband
Covet his wife

Oh, s! Seth dares to covet his woman?

Jason leaned lazily on the sofa, one leg long across the other. He tilted his head, looked up and his eyes darkened.

Noe walked into the room while holding the document in his hand. Seeing Jason deep in thought on the sofa, she debated whether she should call him or not. Noe's eyes followed Jason's.

It's upstairs. No doubt, Noe knew why Jason was lost in his thoughts. It's just that he didn't understand since when Jason was so worried about Esme.

After hesitating for the third time, Noe finally stepped up, lightly calling out, “Young Master?”

Hearing Noe call out to him, Jason drew a glance, taking Noe's face as the center point. “Callation.”

“DNA test result Lady Jier and Young Madam already out.”

Jason took the file restlessly, pulling the report from inside. His eyes quickly fell onto the results column, and the results printed on it made his eyes shrink.

Esme and Mrs Jier are actually ….

The shock in Jason's eyes swirled countlessly. It took Jason a few seconds to ask, “What is the relationship between Mrs Jier and Alma?”

As if it had been well prepared in advance, Noe replied, “Alma was originally a daughter of a rich family and was on good terms with Mrs Jier. Unfortunately, Alma's family went bankrupt later in life. The head of their family jumped from the building in debt, while his wife remarried. Therefore, twenty-year-old Alma went to work to survive. Due to the bad reputation of the family, no one wants to accept Alma.”

Jason listened well without interrupting.

“Under financial pressure, Alma who had no other choice worked at a nightclub as Ladies Companion. Alma is quite pretty and alluring, so when Mr. Roy Andreas sees her, he is completely blown away by Alma.”

“To escape from her job, Alma becomes the mistress of Lord Roy Andreas. Mr. Roy Andreas, treat him very well. When she finds out Alma is pregnant, she specifically hires a nanny to take care of her daily life. Finally, unbeknownst to Mrs Andreas, Alma gave birth to a daughter.”

“Unfortunately, the baby girl he was born with severe meningitis and died three days after birth after all the treatment was done. At the time, Mrs Jier, who had not appeared for a long time, returned with a one-week-old baby girl. Mr. Roy Andreas was on a business trip to England when Alma gave birth, and did not realize if his baby daughter died soon after.”

Noe ended his long explanation.

“The baby girl Mrs Jier brought in to replace the dead baby as Roy Andreas' daughter, is she Esme Andreas?” Jason made it clear.

Noe nodded with confidence, “Ya, Mr.”

Jason's fingers slightly squeezed the report in his hand. She coldly stated, “DNA report confirms the relationship of Madam Jier and Esme's parents as mother and child.”

Noe remained silent, as he knew at a time like this, it was the final part of what Jason said.

However, Jason raised his head again and asked, “That guy? Who's the man who made Mrs Jier pregnant?”

“According to my research, before Mrs Jier gave birth, she was already the fiancee of Jendelar Lyman. At that time, Madam Jier did not have any feelings for General Lyman, whom she liked was the late President. Unfortunately, the late President was married, but they still established a relationship underground.”

“That is, Esme is the daughter of the late President and Mrs Jier?”

Noe looks doubtful and does not dare to guarantee, “Because the late President died and his body has been cremated, there is no way to get DNA to test.”

“Didn't she have a son who was detained in a mental hospital?”

Guilt increased on Noe's face after hearing this, “Thank you for the reminder, Young Master.”

“Use your brain more in dealing with problems.”

Noe lowered his head, “I will learn from this.”

Apparently, the news about Madam Jier who was also invited by Seth reached her ears. This made Jason change his mind. He called Seth.

“I want you to send an invitation to Shopia's birthday party once again.”

Seth was confused there, “Didn't I already give you one?”

“Disposing?” Seth made sure again with a little annoyance, “Jason, what did you do with that?”

Jason did not answer.

“Did you forget, we've been brothers for so long! The Thanos family thirty years ago had wealth comparable to a Country!”

“You dare to bring up something that happened thirty years ago?”

“Why don't I dare?” Seth answered her cynically as well. “A show hosted by me and Shopia, other than the one we didn't invite, who didn't come to show their faces? Even the President and the General will give face to the Thanos family to attend. You have the guts to say if you've thrown away my invitation?”

“So you want to give it or not?”

“Alright, alright! I'll even send it myself.” Before Seth hung up, he asked, “Esme doesn't have the flu and fever, right?”

Jason's words turned cold, “Do you need to check on my wife?”

“I didn't check it, I was just worried about him. Esme is your wife, but she and I are friends.”

“Who is friends with you? You may have hidden intentions!”

“Esme and I are friends.” Seth confirmed it once again.

“I'll send Noe to pick up the invitation.” Jason stated firmly. Who would know if Seth would come and refuse to leave?

“Pelit.” Seth closed the call. He really hated the current version of Jason Hall.

When their connection is cut off, Jason sees Esme standing on the stairs. Her hand was in front of her navel as she walked gracefully. This left Jason in a state of slumber for some time.

“Next week, I will take you to Shopia.” birthday party Jason's eyes scoured Esme while thinking about what kind of evening dress looked good for his wife.

“Pesta?”

“En.” Then, Jason asked, “What kind of clothes do you like?”

Esme stared back, “Why are you asking?”

“Of course to buy you an evening dress.”

Every year, Shoipa's birthday party is held on a large scale. Those invited are high echelons of society and important officials. He did not want his wife to appear inferior to other women.

“No need.” Esme answered straightforwardly.

“Why not need? Do you have an evening dress?” Jason looked cold and stern.

“I know how to make it.”

“You won't make it, party next week.”

Esme frowned, lowering her eyes to look at her gnashed left hand.

“Three more days, and you can take that off.” Jason replied, as if he knew what Esme was thinking.

“Purple.” Esme stated.

“Oke.” Jason replied, then continued with a phone call to someone, “Bring all the latest Balenciaga evening dresses, and send everything purple to me.” But at the end, Jason added after an afterthought, “Except Layla Andreas.” design

He had already warned Layla not to interfere with Esme's problems, even to the point of the woman's dress, not being allowed to stick to her body.

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