Marriage With A Evil Heart

Today, when I woke up and deliberately dressed up, putting on beautiful makeup. Holding my bag, I walked out of the house.

Seeing my attire, Sherry immediately became alert. As I drove out of the courtyard, she stealthily watched me from behind the floor-to-ceiling curtains.

When the car reached the entrance of the community, I parked it in the parking lot, got out with my bag, and stood by the roadside. Shortly after, I saw Sherry’s car coming from inside.

Just then, a luxury car stopped beside me, and a tall, mature man stepped out. He walked over with a charming smile, extended his hand to open the car door for me, and gestured for me to get in. I gracefully sat in the car.This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

The man then went around to the driver’s seat, got in, and drove us away from the community.

Looking in the rearview mirror, I saw Sherry’s car following not too far behind. I smiled knowingly.

As the car sped up and slowed down on the road, Sherry followed closely, seemingly afraid of losing track.

We arrived at the front of a large hotel, and the man parked the car. Leading me, we walked into the hotel, one after the other.

Before entering, I intentionally glanced back, then quickly followed inside.

When Sherry cautiously entered, we were already stepping into the elevator going upstairs.

I chuckled to myself, making an ‘OK’ gesture to the person in the room, anticipating the upcoming drama.

Thirty minutes later, we heard the expected knocking on the door. The knocking sounded unfriendly.

I quickly lay down on the sofa in the living room, and the man who brought me here wiped his wet hair while going to open the door.

As the door opened, the furious intruder was none other than Robert, and Sherry, looking gleeful, followed closely behind.

I pretended to be startled, quickly sitting up on the sofa, and asked Robert, ‘Why are you here?’

With bloodshot eyes, Robert roared, ‘How could I miss such a good scene?’

I looked at the enraged Robert in confusion, wondering why he cared so much about me. Weren’t they planning to harm me? How could he still be so indignant?

Good acting, that’s the only way I could see it.

My daze was probably misunderstood by him as fear.

‘Daisy, do you really want to die?’ Robert yelled, pointing at the man who was still wiping his hair. ‘Tell me, who is he? What are you trying to do?’

Meanwhile, Sherry, who had come in with a smirking expression, crossed her arms, clearly eager to witness a good show.

“Sir, this is not where you make trouble!”The man extended his arm to gesture. “Please leave immediately!”

Clearly infuriated, Robert swung a punch without saying a word, only to find his full force hit nothing. He stumbled forward, plunging out, leaving me sitting there in shock.”

At that very moment, several people rushed out from the inner room of this suite, led by none other than Hannah, the wife of the director of the Business Bureau.

Behind her stood a row of glamorous and wealthy ladies, among them Anna, who was pregnant, gently caressing her belly as she observed the scene before her.

“What’s going on? What is happening here?” Hannah sternly questioned, seemingly realizing that the person in question was Robert. Puzzled, she asked, “Mr. Brown? What is this commotion about?”

I quickly stood up, waved my hands, walked over, and grabbed Robert, apologizing to Hannah with a remorseful expression, “I’m sorry! I…”

Anna, unafraid of making things worse, chimed in, “Is Mr. Brown here to catch someone in the act? Why else resort to violence upon entering?”

As soon as this statement was made, everyone turned their gaze towards Robert, their eyes filled with mockery.

Scarlette looked at Robert, clicked her tongue, and couldn’t resist adding, “What kind of drama is this, Robert? Are you really here to catch someone in the act? Given your wife’s current physical condition, can she do that kind of thing? Can she sit inside for a while and then come out to lie down? You really lack trust in her!”