Rebirth: Top Actress, Your Big Shot Husband is Jealous Again! Chapter 924

Victor Bennett was dumbfounded upon hearing the words.

Indeed, that was Fiona Grantham’s villa, how could Joanna Ramsey be there?

But...

Why did he, vaguely, seem to recall Joanna Ramsey’s figure in his mory?

She was crying, struggling, cursing...

Those sounds echoed clearly in his ears.

Seeing Victor Bennett lost in thought for a long ti, Fiona Grantham bit her lip tightly, utterly shocked.

How could it be, how could Victor Bennett possibly rember?

"Nonetheless, at that ti, you did call out Joanna Ramsey’s na."

Fiona Grantham’s eyes turned red, as if she had suffered trendous grievance and humiliation.

Victor Bennett trembled again, looking at Fiona Grantham in shock.

"What, what did you say?"

"When you forced yourself on , you were calling out Joanna Ramsey’s na."

Fiona Grantham’s face was full of discomfort, then she let out a bitter smile: "I never thought you would actually fall for Joanna Ramsey."

Victor Bennett stood there dazed, not recovering for a long ti.

When he forced himself on Fiona Grantham, he called out Joanna Ramsey’s na...

So the vague fragnts he recalled, did he mistake Fiona Grantham for Joanna Ramsey?

Then, thinking about Fiona Grantham’s words, his heart skipped another beat.

He liked Joanna Ramsey...

"But Joanna Ramsey is already about to get engaged, there’s no possibility between you and her, and we..."

"Shut up!" Victor Bennett suddenly yelled angrily.

Fiona Grantham was startled, looking at Victor Bennett, whose eyes were red as if he wanted to devour her, she didn’t react for a while.

"V-Victor..."

Victor Bennett wore a pained expression, grabbing his hair forcefully, finding it hard to believe.

"How could it be, clearly, it seed like I saw her, how could it be you, how could it be you..."

Fiona Grantham bit her lip hard, her heart felt like it was shattered into pieces.

Having a relationship with her, could he really not accept it?

"Why can’t it? If you thought it was Joanna Ramsey, you can call her and ask where she was that day."

Listening to Fiona Grantham’s words, Victor Bennett finally ca to his senses, and hurriedly took out his phone, dialing the number he hadn’t called in a long ti.

The first ti, no one answered, so he quickly dialed a second ti.

It was only answered just before it was about to be hung up.

Hearing the breathing on the other end, Victor Bennett felt his whole body tensed up.

"Joanna Ramsey?" he called her na with a slightly hoarse voice.

"What’s up?"

The indifferent tone made Victor Bennett feel a bit stifled, yet inexplicably joyful.

He hadn’t heard her voice for a long ti.

"Does there have to be a reason for calling?" Victor Bennett quipped, as usual, sparring with her.

But Joanna Ramsey didn’t retort as usual, instead, after a mont of silence, she continued: "If there’s nothing, then hang up."

Victor Bennett’s smile froze, and he quickly said: "Don’t."

The voice carried a panic and plea that even he wasn’t aware of.

"I have sothing to ask you."

Joanna Ramsey didn’t speak, nor did she hang up, waiting for his question.

"The afternoon before yesterday, were you at..."

"The afternoon before yesterday, I was working. Is there sothing?"

Victor Bennett wasn’t able to finish his question filled with hope and expectation, as Joanna Ramsey quickly interrupted with her answer.

This answer was like a cold shower, dousing all his expectations and hopes.

The afternoon before yesterday, she was working, so nothing could have happened between them.