A Vengeful Bride novel Chapter 14

"Miss Fang, you're so funny. Edward Xi and I are husband and wife. Even if we had sex just now, it's legal. But Miss Fang, you haven't married into the Xis yet. No matter how much Edward dotes on you, in the eyes of others, you're just a mistress." I knew her thoughts very well, so I didn't want to let her get her way.

"What did you say? You b*tch." Betty Fang was irritated by my words and raised her hand to hit me.

I immediately grabbed her wrist and looked coldly at the ugly selfish woman in front of me. "Miss Fang, do you want your fans to know what kind of person their diva is in private? Or do you want others to know that in order to enter the Xis you killed your baby just to make Edward feel more guilty for you?"

"You..." Betty couldn't help but take a step back.

I looked coldly at Betty's confounded look and said indifferently, "I don't want to interfere in the affairs between you and Edward. Don't provoke me in the future. I, Ashley Mu, am not that weak."

"Do you want to threaten me with this thing? Even if you told Edward, he wouldn't believe it. Edward didn't love you at all. Fie once said that he felt disgusted to touch you. It's so sad of you to be a woman like this." Betty looked at me with a proud look, laughed at me, and said.

I clenched my fists and couldn't help but tremble. Did it turn out that touching me was so disgusting to Edward?

Edward...

I don't know when Betty left. I only knew that when I turned back, I saw Edward standing not far from me.

He was wearing a hospital uniform. His hair was messy, but he looked wild and sexy.

My blood seemed to be frozen, and I couldn't say a word.

Edward just glanced at me and turned to leave without saying a word. His thin lips were closed like blades.

Watching Edward's lonely figure, my heartfelt like being pierced by a sharp blade.

I wanted to go and hug his body, but I thought that he didn't need me. He would feel sick if he touched me, didn't he?

I suppressed the bitterness in my heart and left the hospital with my numb legs.

I worked in the Time Group, and Edward didn't pay attention to me. My mother- in- law didn't say anything. In addition to work, I was in a daze every day. As my grandfather's birthday was approaching, my mood was getting more and more anxious.

After my grandfather's birthday, I'm going to divorce and cut off my relationship with Edward.

At noon, I opened a draft and was about to draw, but I didn't have any inspiration. I threw the brush on the table wearily and walked to the window. Opening the window and looking at the snow outside. I couldn't help sighing.

After that day, I didn't go to the hospital to see Edward. I didn't know how to face him. I didn't want to see his lonely eyes. He shouldn't be like this.

After knowing the other side of the woman who he loved deeply, any man would be sad, right?

In the evening, I persuaded myself to take a look at Edward again.

I specially chose at nine o'clock in the evening. There were no doctors and nurses on the exclusive floor.

But I didn't see him when I entered the ward.

I was a little worried and called Edward's mobile phone, but no one answered. I was so anxious that I had to look around and asked people all the way and finally got some clues.

The cold ground slapped me on the neck and made me tremble. But soon, Edward pressed down on me heavily. "I'll give you whatever you want. Don't leave me," he said hoarsely, leaning against my neck like a child who had no sense of security.

I felt a jolt in my heart. Suppressing the tears in my eyes, I reached out and touched Edward's soft hair. "Well, I won't leave you."

He leaned on his body and stared at me with his dark eyes. Then he lowered his head and kissed the corner of my lips, which was so gentle that melted my heart.

"Edward, don't be sad, okay?" I took the initiative to kiss his lips and whispered.

He suddenly became rough. He tore my clothes and touched my skin with his palms.

I felt like I was going to collapse, and my mind went blank.

It was not until he began to move crazily that I became sober because of the pain, but I didn't stop him.

I would leave him soon. After I leave, he would work desperately. No one would make him warm coffee in the middle of the night, and no one would cook nutritious meals for him and secretly send them to his company, let his secretary give him a casual meal that bought outside.

What's more, no one would help him take off his clothes and massage his temples when he was lying on the sofa, feeling uncomfortable after he had been engaged in too many social activities.

The wind on the rooftop was very strong, but both I and Edward didn't care. We hugged each other like two sad travelers and relied on each other. He took me as Betty, but I was willing to be mistaken by him.

I said to myself, let me indulge and be capricious once.