Spoiled my CEO husband after Rebirth

Chapter 11: You’ve Slept With Him, What Else Can’t You Do?

Although Benson doted on Gretchen, he cared more about his reputation.

If word of such a thing spread out, the Evanses' family reputation would be ruined beyond repair.

"Dad, I was wrong..."

Gretchen covered her cheek, afraid that Benson would continue to be angry. She obediently repented,

"I won't do it again."

Gwenda smiled at this scene and added, "You've already slept with him. What else is there that you

dare not to do?"

...

Benson was further incensed and raised his hand once more.

Pauline rushed forward and stopped him. "Benson, please calm down. Let's talk this through."

"What else is there to say? She committed such a scandal and completely disgraced the family!"

Benson jabbed a finger at Gretchen, his rage so overwhelming that he was beginning to turn red in the

face.

Pauline looked at Gretchen, who had been knocked down on the sofa, with a dark look before

continuing to persuade her husband with soft words. "Benson, since things have already happened,

nothing will change even if you beat her to death."

"Then what do you think we should do? What do we do when word of this gets out?"

Pauline frowned and said tentatively, "For now, we can only..."

"We can only let Gretchen marry Martin, right?"

Gwenda continued what Pauline was about to say and mercilessly exposed her plan, "You and

Gretchen have been plotting to make this happen, haven't you? Thinking that one day, when all is

revealed, you'll just go with the supposed flow and force me to suffer in silence, right?"

"Gwenda, that's not what I meant..."

Pauline pulled on a face of embarrassment though her heart was burning with hatred.

"What's wrong with this brat today? Why is she thinking so clearly and opposing everything that I say?"

Pauline thought in furious disbelief.

"Doesn't matter what you meant. Anyway, I've already told Martin that I'll cancel the engagement.

However, I won't let this slide. It's a fact that Gretchen seduced my fiancé, so she has to carry the stain

of being a sl*t for the rest of her life! Otherwise, I won't let her off so easily!"

With that, she gave them a cold look before heading upstairs.

A few minutes later, she came down with her suitcase.

Seeing this, Benson asked in surprise, "What are you doing?"

"Since this home does not welcome me, I'll be moving out. From now on, I'll be staying at the

apartment that my mother left for me. You can live on without me!"

After that, she turned and left.

Benson was aggravated. "You stop right there! You f*cking b*tch! Stop!"

Gwenda ignored him, not bothering to turn back even as she walked out of the Evans family home. She

got into the car and took off.

"Rebel! She's rebelled!"

Benson was enraged to the point that he smashed a teacup that had been on the table into pieces.

Pauline and Gretchen hugged each other behind him on the sofa, so fearful of Benson that they did not

even dare to breathe.

......

After escorting Gwenda, the driver went back to the hospital to report.

He also included the part of how Gwenda had moved out of the Evans family home.

Hearing that, Olivier's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise. "You're saying that she moved out after

falling out with her family?"

"Yes, sir. It caused quite a commotion at that time. Miss Evans left the house with her suitcase."

The driver did hear something when he was parked outside, but he was unclear about the details.

Olivier's eyes flashed as he quickly figured out the reason why.

"Got it. You're dismissed."

After the driver left, Otto came over eagerly to gossip and said, "It seems that Miss Evans was angry to

the point of running away from home, Boss. What a pity, a poor young thing living on her own out there.

How is she going to spend the rest of her days?"

"When can I leave the hospital?"

Olivier did not deign to join in the gossip, choosing to stare at the bandaged wound on his arm as he

asked.

"The doctor said that it's best if you have another two or three days of observation."

Olivier smirked. "So, it's technically fine to leave the hospital at this time?"

"Er... "

"Go. Get me discharged."

Otto was struck speechless, but he could not beat his stubborn boss.

In the end, he managed to get the discharge procedures processed as quickly as possible then drove Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Olivier to where Gwenda's apartment was.

Watching Olivier, who was sitting in the passenger seat while fiddling with his phone, Otto began to

roast his boss in his mind.

"What the f*ck, mate? Man's officially gone insane. Not only did he leave the hospital early, but he

decided to just park outside Miss Evans' apartment? What is he, a creep?"

At this time, Gwenda was unpacking her belongings when her phone rang. Without looking at the caller

ID, she answered the call.

"Hello?"

"It's me."

An attractive low voice came through from the other end.

Gwenda was stunned. "Mr. Petit?"

"I'm outside your apartment building."

He hung up after saying that.

Gwenda stared blankly at the dimming screen for a few seconds before realizing what he was talking

about.

"Is he downstairs?" Gwenda thought in shock as she ran over to the balcony.

Looking down, she saw the black car parked downstairs and gasped.

"No way... What is Olivier doing here? Shouldn't he be at the hospital right now?" Gwenda thought

dumbly.