Emily Watson chased quickly, but Jack Dawson ran faster, and he disappeared in the bustling crowd after a few corners.
She had no choice but to chase to the wedding room where the two got married.
Familiar streets, lined with neat French plane trees on both sides, the branches are winding, and the leaves are like a cover.
This is an elevator apartment. After getting married, Emily Watson bought the number one on the eighth floor of this house as her and Jack Dawsons wedding room.
But she only stayed for one day. With Jack Dawson being sent abroad by the company on the wedding night, she never came back here.
She subconsciously took out the key and inserted it into the brass lock, but she couldnt twist it. She was stunned, and the lock had been changed.
"Who is it!" The door opened, and it was not Jack Dawson, but his mother, Rose Smith, who was over fifty years old.
"A... Aunt!" Emily Watson met her before she married Jack Dawson. At this time, she hadnt seen her for a long time, and her voice was a bit hoarse.
Rose Smith glanced at her embarrassed appearance and frowned disdainfully: "Hum, aunt, you called aunt before marriage, and still call aunt after marriage. It seems that you know our new road doesnt want you? I said, before marriage, I advised the new road, a woman like you, beautiful and dressed up, what is this if not everywhere to provoke men, you are afraid that this is not the first time you have messed around with other men, huh, it is really not willing to be lonely!"
Rose Smith scolded Emily Watson fiercely as soon as she came up.
Emily Watson looked at the half-open door, the leather sofa she bought for a lot of money, the imported rosewood furniture, and the European-style table lamp, the imported crystal lamp, all were messed up and messy, and it was a mess inside.
She suppressed her anger, "ding" a sound, the elevator door opened, Jack Dawson came out of the elevator and stared at her indifferently.
Emily Watson looked at the elevator door that had not been closed for a long time, and there seemed to be a red figure standing there. She reflexively chased to see, but the elevator door closed again.
In the narrow gap, she seemed to see a familiar person.
Seeing her staring at the elevator all the time, Jack Dawson was flustered and hurriedly urged: "What are you here for, I said we are divorced! If you dont agree, dont blame me for not remembering our two-year marriage!"
"Divorce is no problem, but can you not do it now, just one more month, just one month!" Emily Watsons voice was pleading.
Jack Dawson frowned in confusion.
Rose Smith had already refused loudly: "No way, you have delayed my sons two years of youth. If it wasnt for marrying you, I would have already held my grandson now. You still want to delay him for another month. I am the first to disagree!"
"I dont agree... How about this, as long as you agree, I will give this house to you for free!" Emily Watson weighed the weight of Watson Enterprises in her heart. Compared with this 90-square-meter small apartment, it is unnecessary to think about which is heavier or lighter.
She thought she was already very generous, but she didnt expect Rose Smith to be extremely shameless: "Hey, this house, oh, you still think about the house I have lived in for two years? Dont you think about it, this house is registered under my sons name, it is my sons!"
Emily Watsons pretty face turned red, and her hands trembled as she pointed at the person in front of her: "Jack Dawson, your mom doesnt understand, but you saw me pay, you say whose house is it?"
Jack Dawsons neck was thick: "Emily Watson, do you want a house or a backup video, you decide for yourself. Dont you think about it, we have been married for two years, I didnt get any benefits from you, but I wasted two years of youth for you in vain, am I easy?"