Mr. Right, Spoil Me

"Can you go back please? You had asked me what you wanted to and I've already told you the truth. So now, can you not make things difficult for me?"

Sarah looked at Bruce as she pleaded with him to realize that this was the Andrew Group and not the Randall Group. He needed to consider that before doing anything.

Bruce's gaze was directly at her face. He took another look at Andrew and pointed, "Now tell me, how the hell did you know him. You had absolutely nothing to do with him. How could you have known Andrew this person?"

He didn't believe it! He was unwilling to believe that it's real!

Sarah could see that he had no intention of leaving and will soon blow matters out of proportion. She coldly looked at him, "Bruce, previously you didn't lift a finger when I needed your help. Now you are upset that I married a good man? Do you want me to beg on the streets and have to rely on you for my entire life?"

Bruce was shocked, Sarah's expression was so chilly and cruel.

"No, I didn't mean it that way, Sarah!"

Bruce hugged her tightly and the position that they were in Bruce used all his strength to squeeze her. She felt that her tears were about to be squirted from her eyes!

It was over when they broke off. Why was he forcing her now? What can be achieved?

She will never forget how cruel this man was!

Those years, Matthew's actions were even more ruthless. When he snatched her away, there wasn't a trace that remained. But Matthew would never betray her! Even when she asked him to leave, he still remained!

She had given all the answers that Bruce wanted. From every explanation and every detail to all the bodily signals. What he wanted was to rekindle a lost relationship. From a victim, she became the perpetrator.

He managed to push her further into the depths of hell.

Sarah's tears were flowing and pushed away from his embrace, "I beg of you! Don't ever appear in front of me ever again! I will hate you for disrupting my peaceful life. I don't want to hate a person, it's very tiring to hate. Do you understand?"

Every time she saw him, she will inevitably remember all the pain. Those that were buried inside her will slowly resurface. She doesn't want to remember them but they have their ways of creeping out. Andrew quietly observed her cry bitterly. He has never seen her in such a devastated state.

"Sarah, don't cry, please don't cry anymore. Okay, I'll leave. I'll go, alright?"

Bruce looked at her in pain and felt a dagger plunging into his heart, indescribably painful.

If by him leaving will give her happiness, then he will disappear far away. She doesn't know that he can't bear to see her cry.

"Then go! Leave immediately! Never appear in front of me!"

Bruce finally realized that she really hated him, absolutely hated him!

Without any further delay, Bruce turned and left, taking along with him Sarah's hatred.

Two claps, sounded seconds after Bruce left. Andrew walked over and stood in front of Sarah.

He tipped her chin up and said, "Why are you still crying? My woman?"

Her body was still trembling, Sarah wiped her tears and took several deep breaths.

Andrew wasn't in a hurry, seeing her in grief and yet sneaked a laugh, "You cried just now because of him, correct?"

Sarah sniffed her nose and stood straight and bit on her lips.

She managed to muster a smile, "Since you saw it why are you asking?"

No one could see the squint in his eyes and chill in his eyes.

His tone was calm and without any emotions but Sarah knew that he was angry.

After being together with him for this period, she noticed some little quirks of his.

Just like when she was begging for Bruce to leave, if it had dragged on any further, it's still her who will suffer.

"Why does my woman have to cry for another man?

He pinched her chin and sternly questioned her.

Sarah endured the pain and raised her forehead as he continued to pinch her.

"I said that I only because I wanted him to get out of Andrew Group quickly. I don't want to see him anymore."

"What has this to do with you crying?"

"I cried because I was anxious."

Andrew flung her chin aside and coldly said, "Make sure it doesn't happen again."

If she dared to cry for another man, he will dig out her eyes, believe it!

When she saw that Andrew didn't seem to begrudge what had happened, she sighed a breath of relief.

That night as she was getting off work, she suddenly received a call. It was an unknown number. The number seems familiar.

"Hello?"

"Hello?"

They both said.

The voice sounded familiar.

"What's the matter?"

The caller said something and sounded very urgent. Before waiting for the person in the office to leave, Sarah picked up her things and left in a hurry. When she arrived, Sarah looked dazed at Bruce. He had drunk himself into a pile of mud. He vomited blood and his body, mouth, was blood red. And he kept repeating her name.

He yelled and roared, taking mouthfuls after mouthfuls of wine. Those beside him were unable to stop him.

"Pah-"

A slap across his face. The drunk face looked at her in disbelief.

"Sarah! Is it you? Is it you Sarah!?"

The bottle in his hand shattered on the ground and Bruce spurted out another mouthful of blood.

Sarah was both numb and heartbroken. Why ask her to come and see this scene?

"He has stomach ulcers, don't you know? Any more drinking will be fatal!"

At his side was Cynthia but she can't do anything because Bruce never liked her presence.

Sarah looked at her coldly and looked at Bruce's mouthful of blood who almost collapsed.

It was Cynthia who called her.

"Ah, do you think that I don't know that? Even if seeing him die, I'll be the most heartbroken!" Cynthia retorted with a tone of hate and animosity.

The way Bruce treated her and Sarah was a world of difference!

Sarah took out all the napkins that she has and cleaned up Bruce. She was nervous beyond words!

Why does she need to settle this? It was very dangerous to drink to this extent!

"Can you see the state that he is in? Sarah, I called you here to see that from then till now, what have you done to him? All the pain and suffering. Have you ever considered for Bruce a little bit?" Sarah was busy cleaning up Bruce who was in her arms, he was in pain and sweating from the forehead. Her heart ached while she waited for the ambulance.

"Cynthia, these words can wait till he is sober. I know that from the time you saw me you were jealous of me. Those two times you budged in were done on purpose, am I right?"