Chapter 186
Charles was stunned. What the hell was this woman doing?
Letting out a long, exasperated sigh, he steadied Marsha and led her toward the door.
Austin watched them leave before finally turning to Suzanne. “Let’s go,” he said softly.
Inside Charles” Lamborghini, the space was tight, and the speed was fast. Marsha was practically draped over him, shifting uncomfortably. Annoyed, he nudged her. “Hey, sit up properly”
But despite his irritation, he couldn’t stop the heat creeping up his face. For all her fieryattitude, Marsha had an incredible figure.
That red strapless mini dress clung to her curves, emphasizing just how dangerously sexy she was
Charles forced himself to stare out the window, refusing to let his gaze wander.
“Vrch-”
His body stiffened upon bearing the noise she made. Whipping his head around, be glared at Marsha, his voice sharp with panic. “You’d better not-
But it was too late, Marsha lost control and threw up all over him.
charles let out a bloodcurdling scream, his voice echoing through the car.
Eyes wide with horror, he stared at the mess on his clothes and then roared, “Marsha, you did that on purpose, didn’t you?”
He knew it. He and this woman were doomed to clash. Instinctively, he reached our to shove her off. But then he heard it–a sott, muffled sniffle. Charles hand trose in mid–air
She was crembling against him, her shoulders shaking
“Why are men always so untul? Aren’t they supposed to be loyal?” she whispered. Her voice was quiet, laced with bitterness. This wasn’t like her at all
naries, who was in the midst of removing his clothes, paused mid–motion. He stared at Marsha, caught off guard. “You got screwed over by some jerk, didn’t you?” he asked.
She suddenly lined her brad, glaring at him. “No! it’s my dad! He’s the jerk! He had an affair and abandoned my mom. He’s a scumbag!”
With that, she slumped against Charles chest while mumbling curses under her breath
Charles blinked, momentarily thrown off. This time, he didn’t push her away. Instead, he shrugged off his soded jacket and tossed it aside before carefully steadying her to keep her troma falling
Marsha kapt rambling. “Do you know how awt he is? He won’t even give my mom money.. and he hits her..”
Curles had seen plenty of ugly family dramas in high society. Aftairs were practically standard practice
But Mätsha was always so bold, so full of life. He never imagined she had wounds like these beneath her carefree exterior.
Glancing down at her resting against his Lap, he asked quietly. “Then why doesn’t your mom leave him
Martha’s expression dunmed. In a low voice, she replied, “Because of me. She wanted men have a good education and secure a better future.
Money and connections were the true currency of high society. They were the advantages that Chinary people could never compete with. That was simply reality.
“Now, she finally wants to leave hun, but my dad won’t let lier. He even wants to bring that woman tone.”
A mix of sorrow and fury bed into her words.
Cures didn’t respond. He simply kept his eyes on the road ahead, listening as
as she continued venting about the wars of mistreatment they had endured
If she had gotten di un tonight, he probably never would have known that beneath her bright personality, the carried is much hurt. Eventually, her words faded into silence. She had fallen asleep.
Just then, the driver’s voice came from the front. “Mr. Jennings, where are we leading to?
Charles snapped out of his thoughts. He gave Marshlight slike, inquiring, “hey, where do you live?
With all the chans upon entering the rat, he had completely forgotten to ask
But Marsha was out cold, completely unresponsive.
Calling Austin was out of the question. The guy was probably busy having a romantle issement with Suzanne,
