Chapter 1 She Ruined My Life


    If I could turn the clock back, I would never help that woman, and I would rather just stand by and


    watch.


    A few years ago, I was with my client in a hotel, and when I passed a room, I heard a scream for help


    from inside the room. I pushed the door open, and saw a beautiful woman was pinned down on bed by


    a fat man.


    Her clothes had all been ripped, her breasts were exposed, and her legs, dressed in ck stockings,


    were opened by force. She looked at me with teary eyes, and a flicker of hope crossed her face.


    I could feel a flush of hot blood creeping up my face. Then I charged towards that fat man and grappled


    with him.


    That woman then rushed out of the room. Her ample breasts bounced as she escaped. Her face was


    consorted with horror but she still looked stunning.


    That fat man was drunk. I beat him ck and blue, then the hotel called the police, and I was arrested.


    That was the day when my life turned utterly miserable.


    The fat man told the police that I was beating him for no reason, and he had got a concussion. He


    asked me topensate for his loss, and he was ready to sue me for assault.


    I wasn’t afraid at first, because I knew I hit him for a righteous cause. But the police told meter that


    they couldn’t find any evidence to prove that I was telling the truth, and the surveince camera in the


    hotel was broken. So the only thing they were sure of was that I beat him.


    My heart sunk, but I still had hope. I was hoping that woman would appear and save me, but she didn’t.


    She never showed up again.


    Atst, I was sentenced to three years in prison for assault. And that fat man received apensatory


    payment of a hundred and seventy dors from me for the suffering he had been caused. That was


    basically all the money I made within four years.


    This news was such a blow to my family. My father, who had been a proud man his whole life, had a


    rpse when he heard about it and he almost died. And my mother cried so hard that her eyes were


    swollen.


    And my girlfriend, who had been together with me for five years, promised that she would wait for me.


    But as the time went by, her visits decreased in frequency, and in the end, she sent me a letter and


    said that she doesn’t want to wait for me anymore.


    It was the darkest three years of my life. I had changed so much. I became irritable and anxious, and I


    fought with other people so much that my body is covered with terrifying scars.


    When I was finally released, I tried to get my girlfriend back, but when I finally found her, she was with


    another man.


    Her new boyfriend has an Audi car and he looks mature and handsome. He is so perfect for her.


    I was so angry when I saw them together and I wanted to confront her about it but I didn’t. Then she


    got on his car and he drove away.


    I remembered that in her letter, she said: “Tom, forget about me. I have found someone who is just as


    nice as you.”


    I smiled bitterly. I wandered alone along the streets until I got exhausted and copsed on the street.


    Then I learned to derive pleasure from cigarettes and alcohol. They made meugh uproariously and


    hysterically.


    At first I hated that woman for not showing up, because it was she who ruined my life, but as time went


    by, I realized that hatred could only make me more negative and depressed. So I tried to pull myself


    together.


    It’s not easy to get a job when you have a crime record, and I got rejected for so many times. But


    luckily, I found a softwarepany that was hiring salesmen and technologists. Thispany was


    competing for a deal in Thand so it was hiring urgently.


    I applied for this position because I studied International Trade as my major when I was back in


    college, and I also learned Thai.


    They didn’t check my background because they were urgent, and I passed the interview and got this


    job. I had new hopes for my life.


    On my first day, I got dressed neatly, and I went to thepany with great expectations. After


    completing the procedures, I was taken to the office of the sales director to meet my immediate


    superior.


    The specialist in Personnel told me that my superior is the daughter of thispany’s boss. She just


    came back from abroad, and she is even more beautiful than some actresses. So many men in this


    company have a crush on her.


    The door to the office was opened, and I froze when I saw the beautiful woman sitting behind a big


    desk. Then the memories came flooding back: the frightened look on her stunning face, her teary eyes,


    and her ample breasts......


    I could never imagine that the woman I saved three years ago, the woman who ruined my life, is now


    my immediate superior.


    So many painful memories were rekindled all of a sudden. The tears my parents shed, the darkness of


    my prison life, and my girlfriend......


    I was again overwhelmed by bitter hatred that had been torturing me for the past three years.


    “Tom, this is our sales director. You can call her President Bai.” The specialist in personnel introduced


    her to me, without noticing any difference.


    This beautiful woman whom I hate so much was looking at me. Her brow furrowed and she seemed to


    be recalling something.


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    “Hello, my name is Wendy. Did we meet before?” She asked all of a sudden.


    Iughed coldly and said: “Of course we met before. I saw you opening your legs to a man!”


    Wendy’s face darkened. “What do you mean? Is there a misunderstanding?”


    “Misunderstanding? I should never have rushed into that room. I should have just stood by, and saw


    you being pressed down on bed by that fat man and....”


    “Shut up!” A burning blush rushed to her cheeks, and she breathed heavily, her chest heaving.


    “Now you remember who am I? President Bai?”


    Wendy managed to regain herposure. Then she turned to the specialist and asked her to go out.


    The specialist was in a confused state of mind. She opened her mouth but couldn’t utter a word, and at


    last she left the office without saying anything.


    The door was shut. Wendy looked at me and said: “ You are the man who rushed into that room three


    years ago? At Weina Hotel?”


    “Yes I am.”


    “It’s really you!” She said. Her expression was unreadable. She thenughed bitterly and said: “I was


    so frightened and I didn’t see your face. And due to some reasons, I didn’t thank you for what you did.


    So, are you here for me?”


    I smiled coldly and said: “You are thinking too much. I’ m here to work, and I never thought I could find


    you here. Thank god!”


    Wendy sighed with relief and said: “I should really thank you for saving me.”


    “You think that is enough?”


    Wendy then stood up from her chair and took out a bank card from her fancy handbag, passed it to me


    and said: “There is a million dors in this card. It’s apensation.”