Marriage With A Evil Heart

A car was parked at the entrance of the club, and Robert was leaning against it, smoking.

From his appearance, it was clear he was here to pick someone up. However, I knew all too well that he wasn’t there for me because he didn’t know I had come to attend the gathering.

The moment we walked out together, Robert’s eyes narrowed for a split second, but in the next moment, he resumed his composure, extinguishing the cigarette in his hand. He walked straight toward me, reaching out to take the bag I was carrying and embracing me. “Tired?” he asked.

Scarlette, in a somewhat disgruntled tone, quipped, “If you want to show affection, go home and do it! Who are you performing here?”

I smiled coquettishly, leaning against Robert. “Are you here to pick me up?”

Robert, with a face full of indulgence, replied, “What else?”

“Well, you never know. I don’t recall giving you any heads-up! Could it be that you’ve developed clairvoyance, and now you can see me wherever I go?” I teased.

As he held me, we walked toward the car. He explained, “I had dinner with William tonight, and he casually mentioned his wife having a gathering at the Rainbow Club. Before dinner, I called home, and Sherry said you were out and wouldn’t be back for dinner. When we finished over there, I called home again. Sherry said you still hadn’t returned, so I asked William to discreetly inquire with his wife. Surprisingly, you were really here! I wanted to give you a surprise!”

Robert’s reasons sounded quite convincing, and if I didn’t know his ways, I would have believed him.

When we reached the car, he let go of me, looked me up and down, and ran his hand through my hair. “Short hair looks so pretty on you. I suddenly realize it suits you well! It seems my aesthetic judgment was biased before.”

I held onto his hand. “Your mom is here too! Shouldn’t we wait for her?”

“No need. She must have her plans! Besides, given her habits, she won’t be heading back so soon!” Robert focused his gaze on me, and his eyes were filled with a greedy admiration and desire.

It was a naturally revealed greed, perhaps something he hadn’t anticipated, that I would suddenly become so vibrant. In reality, I was just holding on until this moment.

Scarlette, in her usual mocking style, got into her own car, lowered the window, and shouted at me, “I’m leaving before I’m fed up with all this lovey-dovey stuff!”

I pretended to notice Amelia only then, turning back to look in her direction. She stood there, staring blankly, watching the interaction between Robert and me.

“Amelia, Where’s your husband? Didn’t you say he was coming to pick you up?” I deliberately disgusted her, genuinely thanking her for calling a car for me.

“He… suddenly had something to do and couldn’t come,” Amelia said hesitantly.

Then, I tilted my head and asked Robert, “Shouldn’t we give Amelia a ride as well?”

“Alright!” He turned his head to look at Amelia, asking casually, “Where do you live?”

Amelia walked over slowly, her face pale, and provided her address. I didn’t expect Robert to be so decisive, saying, “Sorry, it seems we’re not heading in the same direction. You better take a taxi!”

His words were blunt, and I couldn’t help but think, damn, what a Ruthless man!

I saw the immediate collapse of Amelia’s expression; her mouth twitched, and the knuckles of the hand gripping her bag turned white.

As if Robert hadn’t noticed at all, he quickly shifted his gaze back to me and said, “The kids are waiting for us at home. It’s been too long; I’m worried!”

He displayed ruthlessness to the extreme, but deep down, I was genuinely enjoying it.

Looking at the disappointed Amelia, I apologized with a wry smile, “Amelia, sorry about that. We can’t delay for too long!”Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Amelia waved her hand in understanding, “No problem, I’ve called a car!”

“Alright, then we’re off!” I waved to her again, and got into the car. Robert leaned down to fasten my seatbelt before closing the door, not once glancing in Amelia’s direction.

He stepped on the gas, and we drove away.

In the rearview mirror, I saw Amelia standing there, watching our car disappear into the distance. Suddenly, she fiercely threw her bag to the ground.

I almost burst out laughing, thinking to myself, don’t rush, I’ll give you an even bigger gift later.