The Ex-husband Wants to Get Power Every Day After the Divorce

“Mr. Jenkins.” Molly Walker helplessly interrupted the hostile state between the two, “Thank you for your kindness.”

This meant she was rejecting him.

Zachary Jenkins pursed his lips, his fingers creaking with tension.

She had rejected him once again.

She really cared for this fiancé of hers, defending him everywhere, afraid that he would be bullied. When she was with him, why hadn’t she protected him like this?

Zachary Jenkins felt a lump in his throat, as if a knife were cutting into him, making him uncomfortable.

Under the mask, his face had already turned cold as ice, but no one could see it because it was well-hidden.

“Let’s go.” Jeremy Norman stood side by side with Molly Walker as they left.

Watching the retreating figures of the two, Zachary Jenkins couldn’t help but take a quick step forward, grabbing Molly’s hand and saying coldly, “I have something to say to you.”

The deep and hoarse voice was full of suppressed anger. If he took off his sunglasses at this moment, the red veins in his eyes would be visible.

Molly frowned, feeling a faint pain in her wrist.

Jeremy Norman’s face darkened immediately, pulling Molly to his side and warning harshly, “Zachary Jenkins, don’t think I won’t dare to beat you up!”

Jeremy Norman’s fist clenched tightly, his hand slightly trembling, as if on the verge of exploding.

Molly knew that Zachary Jenkins was angry and wouldn’t let things go unless she spoke with him.

“If you have something to say, say it here.” Molly’s voice was soft.

A gentle breeze blew, lifting her hair, tender and lingering.

Jeremy Norman walked to the side, facing away from them, giving them space to talk.

“You’re not allowed to marry Jeremy Norman.” Zachary Jenkins got straight to the point.

It wasn’t that she couldn’t, but that she wasn’t allowed.

“Why?” Molly curled her lips playfully and laughed brilliantly, “Could it be that you like me?”

Liking her

Zachary Jenkins’ dark eyes shone with a burning light.

“Yes, I like you.”

Unexpectedly, he admitted it directly, which made Molly freeze.

“I hope Miss Thompson gives me a chance to pursue you.” His voice was as flat as water, “Jeremy Norman is not a good person, you won’t be happy with him.”

Today’s investigation into Noah Jenkins’ press conference had revealed that Jeremy Norman was the one secretly pulling the strings.

Anyone who could get involved with Noah Jenkins was not a good guy, their intentions were too obvious.

Hearing him say that Jeremy Norman was not a good person, Molly smiled faintly: “You say Jeremy Norman is not a good person, but what about you, Mr. Jenkins? Slandering others without any evidence, you’re not a good person either.”

Zachary Jenkins sneered, gritting his teeth, “Noah Jenkins’ press conference was orchestrated by Jeremy Norman.”

“It’s not me slandering others, it’s him.”

Molly’s heart skipped a beat, her eyebrows tightly knitted.

Jeremy Norman was behind Noah Jenkins’ press conference?

Why would he help Noah Jenkins?

“Do you still want to be with someone who slandered your ex-husband like that?” Zachary Jenkins smirked, “I think I’m not worse than Jeremy Norman, if you’re willing, try with me.”

He paused, then added, “Whatever Jeremy Norman can give you, I can too.”

Molly smiled gently, her bright and clear smile dazzling.

“Mr. Jenkins, what do you like about me?” Molly laughed, three parts comical, seven parts mocking, “Or should I say, you’re happy to like someone without caring whether they like you or not?”

Zachary Jenkins froze.

“I’m sorry, you like me, but I don’t like you.” Molly stared deeply into his sunglasses, as if she could see the real him through them.

The words “I don’t like you” were like a heavy hammer, smashing into Zachary Jenkins’ heart and shattering it.

“What about Michael Gallagher?” he couldn’t help but ask, “Did you ever like him?”

The atmosphere grew silent as neither of them spoke for a long time.

Molly Walker gazed into the distance, her tone flat: “I loved him.”

It was not just liking, but love.

Michael Gallagher was slightly taken aback, his body beginning to ache with dull pain.

She had once loved him, but he was unaware. What exactly had he missed?

Thinking of his own identity, Zachary Jenkins’ eyes gradually darkened. Even if there were regrets, he could still do everything in his power to make up for them.

As long as he could remember that she had once liked him, his heart slowly relaxed.

Had she loved him?

That was enough.

“So, Miss Thompson has always had someone in her heart after all. I won’t try to snatch love then.”

Zachary Jenkins’ attitude took a sudden 180-degree turn.

“Your fiancé is waiting for you, I won’t see you off.” After saying this, he immediately turned and briskly walked towards his car.

Molly watched his inexplicably cheerful figure, puzzled.

Thinking of Zachary Jenkins’ identity, she sighed leisurely.

Forget it. This kind of person was beyond her reach. She should probably avoid him in the future.

Zachary Jenkins got into his car and sent a message to someone: Help me find out the progress of Jeremy Norman and Ivy Thompson’s engagement, including the attitudes of both families and the engagement schedule.

Hopefully, there was still time

Capital City Grand Hotel, Noah Jenkins was lying down in the shape of a “大” and deep in sleep.

The next morning, the waiter brought him breakfast.

As he ate the delicious breakfast, Noah’s eyes squinted with satisfaction.

After hosting the press conference for an entire day, he had become a celebrity, quickly dominating the headlines of the trending topics.

He had only asked Jeremy Norman for a little favor but surprisingly, he had given him a massive favor in return, contacting numerous media outlets and initiating a nationwide livestream.

Since Michael Gallagher was dead, as long as his identity was recognized, the entire Gallagher family’s property would be his.

A knock at the door interrupted his thoughts. Noah lazily opened the door, and upon seeing who it was, his gentle face froze: “Ivy Thompson!”

Molly staggered as she left the hotel.

Noah had sworn that he was the victim of Michael Gallagher’s evil deeds.

“He orchestrated all of this to get control of the Gallagher family’s property.”

“Molly, you were deceived by him for three years, haven’t you seen his true colors yet?”

Noah’s conviction made her uncomfortable.

If anyone was important to Michael Gallagher, it would definitely be his brother Noah. Otherwise, Michael wouldn’t have indulged Isabelle Richardson for so many years.

But now Michael was dead.

She didn’t want a dead person to be smeared with scandal.

“Was the press conference arranged by Jeremy Norman?”

As she asked this question, she saw a slight change in Noah’s face. Although he tried to hide it well, she still noticed it.

Her heart felt like it was being weighed down by a stone.

“Noah Jenkins, may you be struck by lightning for lying, and I hope that you can always be truthful to your conscience.”

After saying this, she turned away gracefully, not seeing Noah’s face pale slightly behind her.

Soon after she left, a black Maybach parked in front of the hotel.

The car door opened, and a man wearing a black coat stepped out. The man wore a black mask, revealing only his cold eyes.

Bits of sunlight fell upon his eyebrows and eyes, restless and dazzling, shimmering and radiant.

“Mr. Jenkins, Noah Jenkins resides in this hotel.”

The man beside him, dressed as a housekeeper, nodded and bowed to him, looking very respectful.