Chapter 38 Ten Million, I Want You To Divorce Her


    I spit a mouthful of water directly on his face, "Don''t you d*mn know that my ankle hurts?"


    This time, Vincent smiled awkwardly. He straightened my body and began to unbutton my clothes. I


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    was so scared that I quickly grabbed the shirt on my chest and looked at him warily. "What are you


    doing?"


    "Of course, I''m going to bathe you!" Vincent was about to lose his temper because of the saliva.


    Without any exnation, he pulled away my clothes and helped me clumsily and stubbornly.


    I felt a little embarrassed and kept driving him out. "I can do it myself. You can go now."


    Although he had seen me from head to toe, and he was even familiar with me. And now, it''s f*cking


    awkward to show him naked.


    "Why do you have so much nonsense to say?" Vincent''s patience gradually decreased. Seeing that I


    was extremely unwilling to cooperate, he rudely pulled my injured ankle off the water and then began to


    ravish me!


    In fact, it is too much to say ravage. After all, his movements were still soft. At least he was much


    gentler than when he was torturing me. I was afraid at the beginning, but finally I epted him.


    Gradually, I was no longer awkward.


    Vincent said to me as he helped me take a bath. "I have an agreement with Christopher. He can''t touch


    you again in the future. If he breaks his oath, I''ll take revenge on him. Tell me, is he trying to molest you


    tonight?"


    I didn''t know what to do with Vincent''s "molest".  Christopher was my husband. When was it the lover’s


    turn to control the sex between husband and wife?


    But who was to me? Christopher had brought all this upon himself. He had betrayed me and sold


    me to Vincent. Vincent had an extremely possessive nature, so he deserved it!


    "No, we''re arguing for his sister. He didn''t mean to touch me!" I didn''t know why I was still defending


    Christopher at this time. Maybe it was because I couldn''t give up the rtionship.


    A rtionship, especially first love, was not so easy to give up. If a person can really let go of a


    rtionship, then humankind would not be called an emotional animal!


    Vincent looked up at me and asked in surprise. "His sister? Naomi? What are you talking about? About


    you hitting her that day?"


    "No. He wanted me to ask if yourpany has a suitable position. If there is, he can do Naomi a


    favor!" I intended to lie, so I brought Naomi''s matter to Vincent.


    As I expected, after Vincent heard this, he immediately said scornfully. "To arrange Naomi to work in


    mypany? It''s not so simple, right? Does he want to ce Naomi between you and me to monitor


    us?"


    I pretended to smile innocently and said to him. "It''s not that scary, right? Maybe he just wanted to find


    a job for his sister? Naomi is really looking for a internship!"


    Vincent turned his head and looked at me meaningfully. He sneered and asked, "What do you mean?


    Let her go there?"


    I didn''t expect Vincent to leave this problem to me. I paused for a moment and then asked in a tentative


    tone. "Do you want her to go?"


    Vincent snorted, his face full of disdain. "Even if mypany was bankcrupt, I wouldn''t let that woman


    In fact, I wanted Naomi to go. After all, after she went there, at least Vincent wouldn''t be so arrogant.


    "Then I''ll help her find anotherpany''s position. I''m just worried that Christopher will find trouble with


    me again and say that I am careless!" I pretended to be in a dilemma and sighed. At the same time, I


    tried to probe into Vincent''s tone.


    Probably because of my situation today, Vincent had lost hisst bit of patience. He took a bath towel


    from the shelf next to him and put it on. He said to me, "You don''t have to worry about Christopher,


    because soon you will have nothing to do with him!"


    "What do you mean?" I turned to look at Vincent and suddenly saw resolution from his proud eyes.


    "Don''t worry about it. Just stay here and recover!" Vincent didn''t tell me about his n. He just bent


    down and picked me up and put me back on the bed.


    "Your foot is injured. I won''t touch you tonight. Just go to sleep!" Vincent looked like a different person


    tonight. He didn''t make things difficult for me but just kissed on my forehead. Then he got up and went


    to the living room outside.


    Holding the quilt, I turned my head and watched him disappear in the bedroom. Suddenly, I stood up


    from the bed with some curiosity, bearing the pain on the ankle and then hid behind the door and


    eavesdropped on him.


    I knew that he must have called Christopher to tell him about this matter. That was why I was curious


    about what he would say to Christopher. Also, what he said just now that "You wouldn’t have anything


    to do with him since tonight". What did he mean?


    Sure enough, Vincent went to the living room to call Christopher. It was already one in the evening, but


    Christopher shouldn''t be asleep either. That was because Vincent had only just called, Christopher


    immediately answered.


    After Vincent picked up Christopher''s call, he suddenly stood up from the sofa. He actually opened the


    door and went out to make a call in the corridor of the hotel.


    I knew that he was purposely talking to Christopher behind my back. Thus, my curiosity grew even


    stronger. Luckily, Vincent didn''t lock the door when I sneaked into the living room, allowing me to


    eavesdrop on his conversation with Christopher.


    "What did you do to her tonight? You don''t want to live anymore, do you? We have a deal. You are not


    allowed to touch her again. Do you think I am farting?"


    At the beginning, Vincent immediately scolded Christopher. I couldn''t hear Christopher talking about


    anything on the phone. I only heard Vincent pause for a moment before saying. "Don''t you fucking do


    that to me, because when you called to sell her to me, she was no longer yours!"


    After a pause, Vincent somewhat irritably threatened Christopher. "Stop wasting your words. State your


    price. How much do you want in order to divorce her and make herpletely give up on you?"


    "Don''t f**king care about me. I will handle the affairs of our family. You don''t need to care. Now I''m


    asking you. How much do you want so that you can let her go?"


    After Vincent said these words, there was a long silence. Only when he slowly spoke again did I


    realize I was like so f*cking valuable.


    "Ten million, right? Well, give me a few days to prepare. I don''t have so much cash now. Remember


    what you said. She is mine in the future. Don''t pester my woman!"


    When I heard Vincent say ten million, I knew that Christopher really sell me this time. Furthermore, the


    price was not low at all!