Bride of Mr.Billion

Chapter 183

Bella’s POV: “Pervert!” I reached out and slapped Herbert in the face. Herbert was even angrier. He pressed me directly on the desk! My face was squeezed on the wooden desk, my whole body was lying on the hard wooden board,

and my lower abdomen was pressed against the sharp corner of the table. It was very painful. “Herbert, you bastard, what do you want to do?” My words were still very imposing, but my heart was extremely flustered. I was fixed on the table by Herbert. I couldn’t move at all. My arm was going to be broken by him. I tried to kick him with my high heels. However, one of his big hands grabbed my waist, and then my pants were taken off by him. He entered my body from behind.

I was completely destroyed by him.

Every time he thrust at me, my lower abdomen would continue to hit the corner of the table.

That kind of pain almost made me faint.

But I didn’t move. At this moment, I needed such sharp pain to wake me up.

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Thad to end this as soon as possible! About half an hour later, a man’s growl came from behind. He finally let go of me.

quietly shed a few drops of tears, then I supported myself with my hands and stood up.

I looked up at Hebert who had put on his belt.

At this moment, his white shirt was a little wrinkled, and there was some sweat on his forehead. There was no more anger in his eyes. It seemed that his desire had been satisfied, which made me feel very

ashamed. Angry flames were burning in my chest. I turned my head and saw the glass vase on the desk. I turned around as fast as I could and took the vase. Then I used all my strength to throw it at Herbert!

Herbert didn’t dodge, and the vase hit him.

The vase hit his shoulder. In an instant, the water and flowers flew out of the vase. The vase fell on the carpet and broke into pieces.

Herbert’s shirt was wet, and there was a scar on his chin. The bright red blood dripped down and dyed his white shirt red.

He was not angry but smiled. “As long as you can Yent your anger, you can hit me again!” “You’re a psycho!”I cursed him. “I hope that I only have a mental problem.” After that, he turned around and walked to the sofa,

14:220 He sat on the sofa and lit a cigarette. Soon, the smoke swirled above his head, making him look more depressed. This was completely different from the previous him. What exactly did he experience? No, I didn’t want to continue to investigate if he was a psycho. No matter what the reason was, it was a fact that he hurt me. I turned to pick up my bag and said to him resentfully, “Herbert, you are a b*stard! I don’t want to see you anymore.”

I turned around and ran out of the hotel room.

I felt very tired, and my lower body was also in pain. Herbert was too rough just now. When I walked out of the hotel’s revolving door, I realized that I forgot to put on my underwear. I was so angry that I left my underwear in his room. I wouldn’t go back for the underwear. What happened just now made me scared and angry. I continued walking out and found a row of chairs for passers-by to rest on the side of the road. Until now, I still couldn’t believe what happened just now was true. I rubbed my face hard, trying to sober myself up. But my brain was still very confused. What should I do in the future? If he kept making trouble for me, I couldn’t live a peaceful life. Was he going to abandon everything he had just built and

live in a new city? No, I didn’t want that to happen. It was not easy to live in another place. It was so strange that Hebert showed up. Did he come to me just for a reason-sleeping with me?

There was no need for him to do this!

Herbert was a handsome and rich man. He could find all kinds of women, couldn’t he? Why would he come hundreds of miles to Wharton to look for me? This was completely unreasonable. Although I knew that rich men were normally not loyal, Herbert would not just sleep with anyone. He was now with Caroline. Why did he suddenly come to me a few months later? What was going on? What on earth did he want to do? I couldn’t figure it out. In the end, I came to the initial conclusion that probably he was really out of his mind! Recalling how I hit him with the vase, he didn’t dodge at all. Did he become a fool? People would prevent themselves from being hurt out of instinct, but he was too calm.

And he said, “I hope that I only have a mental problem.” What did it mean?

Herbert, please gather yourself as soon as possible! Don’t do anything else crazy. I closed my eyes in annoyance, but what I saw was his chin dripping blood on his white shirt. The bright red blood made my heart ache. God, love was really not something that could be measured by reason.

It was a fact that he hurt me. I couldn’t rely on my feelings to pity him.

I was the victim!

I gradually calmed down, and my reason gradually returned.

No matter what reason he had, if it happened again, I would smash his head into pieces! Herbert, I hate you, I hate you!