Chapter 75 Gabriel looked at Jessica's phone

"Jennifer, where do you think you're going? If he's my target, can I tell you?" Jennifer immediately understood, "I see. So why are you investigating him?"

"Personal interest. Anyway, help me check, especially his current marital status. I want to know if he is married or not."

"Marital status?" Jennifer muttered, trying to remember, "He seems to have been married."

"I heard it was Xavier from The Walton Family is the main culprit. They got a marriage certificate but didn't have a wedding, and the girl's identity is also very mysterious. The Walton Family has never publicly disclosed it, but why do you want to know all this?"

"Vincent, you wouldn't be..."

"Jennifer, what's going on in your head?" Vincent guessed what she was about to say before she even spoke.

"Anyway, help me check on this person," Vincent said and hung up the phone.

"Heartless," Jennifer said as she put down what she was holding and instructed the Assistant next to her, "Call home for me and have them prepare a few dishes he likes."

"Sure, Ms. Lucas, I'll do it right away."

After hanging up the phone, Vincent looked at the WhatsApp chat interface and replied, "Okay."

Jessica's response came quickly, "When are you free?"

"I'm on vacation this week."

"Okay, I'll let you know in advance."

Seeing Jessica constantly looking down at her phone, Gabriel inexplicably became jealous.

Especially thinking about that man, he became increasingly restless, and with a stern face, he asked, "Whose messages?"

"No one," Jessica replied calmly, holding her phone.

Gabriel's face instantly darkened, "That man named Lucas?"

"It's not him," Jessica said, feeling the car speeding up noticeably.

Fortunately, this time, although the speed was fast, it wasn't like last time when they were racing. It was just a bit faster than normal driving.

Five minutes later, they arrived at their destination.

Gabriel didn't drive the car into the garage but stopped directly at the entrance.

"Why did you stop here?" Jessica was puzzled.

The next moment, Gabriel opened the car door and pulled her out.

He was strong, and his steps were fast.

Jessica couldn't keep up and could only shout, "Gabriel, slow down, I can't keep up."

But Gabriel seemed not to hear at all and continued to walk quickly. Jessica tried to free her hand and walk on her own, but Gabriel held her hand firmly, not allowing her any chance to break free.

"Gabriel," Jessica called out again, but they had already reached the entrance.

Instead of using his hands, Gabriel kicked the door open.

In an instant, Jessica felt a force pulling her inside, and Gabriel turned her around, pressing her against the door behind her.

He was so fast and sudden that Jessica was caught off guard, and the impact on her back hurt.

More importantly, Gabriel's eyes were terrifying.

His gaze was extremely dark.

Jessica felt a bit scared.

"Gabriel Walton..." she began, but her lips were sealed.

This time, it was even more intense than before.

Perhaps because they were at home, he had no inhibitions, completely following his instincts, without any restraint.

Jessica clenched her fingers, wanting to push him away, to escape, to keep him at a distance.

But Gabriel was like steel, his arms propped against the door, trapping her between his arms and the door, leaving Jessica no room to retreat.

With nowhere to go behind her, her back could only press tightly against the door, allowing him to get closer.

At that moment, Gabriel was truly frightening.

Jessica felt like he was out of control, ruthless, devoid of any tenderness.

He was constantly taking from her.

"Gabriel, I don't want this, I don't consent," Jessica struggled to express her resistance, panting.

But Gabriel seemed not to hear at all.

One hand wrapped around her waist, the other holding the back of her head, his kisses becoming even more frantic.

Gabriel's eyes were bloodshot, and he felt like he was losing his mind.

He had always kept his emotions in check, almost perfectly, but today, for some reason, he was very angry, extremely angry.

Just the thought of that man made him want to possess Jessica.

Suddenly, a sharp pain came from his mouth, followed by the taste of blood filling his mouth.

Gabriel realized what had happened, but he didn't let go.

Jessica, determined, opened her mouth and bit him hard.

With a muffled groan, Gabriel finally let go of Jessica.

With red eyes, trembling, she stared at him, "Gabriel, you forced me, I told you to let me go."

Both of their lips were covered in blood, and in the light, there was a strange beauty.

Especially Gabriel, with his fair skin, the red of his lips mixed with the blood, along with the smile playing at the corner of his mouth, gave him a demonic, sensual beauty.

"So, you really don't want this," he reached out, slender white fingers wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, then suddenly smiled.

That smile, tinged with a hint of allure, he then asked, "But what can you do if you don't want it? Even if you don't want it, I've already kissed you."

"Things can't be forced, and what's forced often doesn't turn out well," Jessica looked at him and said only this.

Gabriel laughed, "If it doesn't turn out well, you'll know after you've done it.

"I think it's enough to be satisfactory."

"Gabriel," Jessica angrily called his name.

Gabriel grabbed her hand, "Jessica, you haven't forgotten that you're married, have you?"

"Of course, I haven't forgotten."

How could she forget? From the day she married him and became his bride, his wife, she always remembered.

The one who always forgot was him.

"That's good," Gabriel snorted, "Then stay far away from that man."

For some reason, he just didn't like that man.

"Gabriel, I'm just making a friend, I'm not cheating. Is this fair to me?" Jessica was angry.

Suddenly, the phone rang.

The phone displayed a WhatsApp message.

Jessica instinctively reached for her phone, but Gabriel snatched it first.

"Give me the phone," Jessica reached out her hand.

Gabriel hadn't intended to look at her phone, but her nervousness and concern made him feel uneasy.

He held the phone up high, "Why are you so nervous about this message? Is it from him?"

"The person you were chatting and messaging with just now, was it him?"

Jessica pursed her lips, not answering.

Gabriel's eyes turned red with anger in an instant. He wished she would say it wasn't, that it wasn't that man.

But her expression said it all.

"Give me the phone," Jessica tried to grab it again.

Gabriel aimed the phone at her face, unlocked it, and swiped to the WhatsApp interface.