Sweet Revenge

Chapter 592

Chapter 592 You Don’t Have to Be Scared

Mallory leaned very close to him, one hand on the door, the other holding his shoulder. She was looking at him with her tender eyes. “Why are you scared?”

“I’m… not scared!” Bridger’s lips trembled as he spoke. He was afraid from the bottom of his heart, but in front of the woman who liked him, he could not show any fear.

Mallory smiled and said, “It’s fine if you’re scared. What’s there to be embarrassed about? I’m here. You don’t

have to be scared!”

Mallory looked indifferent and she spoke with pride. She seemed different from the last time when she was gentle and tame. For a moment, Bridger was confused. He frowned and looked at her. “Are you Mallory? Or…”

Or was she Paisley? Otherwise, why would she sound like her sister?

Hearing that, Mallory immediately changed her look. “What did you say? Say it again!”

“No, no, no, no. Never mind!” Startled by Mallory’s sudden madness, Bridger hurriedly changed his words and waved his hand to explain.

Just now, she really looked like Paisley, Bridger was so scared.

Seeing Bridger’s frightened look, Mallory came back to her senses. She did not want to scare him. She was just annoyed at what he said.

He could accurately tell the difference between her and her sister just now. Why did he suddenly suspect that she was his sister now? How did they look alike? They didn’t look alike at all,

Thinking of that, Mallory softened her voice and her eyes. She looked at Bridger and said, “Look at me. Tell me if I’m Paisley. Take a good look. Who am I exactly?”

Mallory’s tone and her eyes were scary to Bridger, who restrained the discomfort in his heart and carefully

sized her up.

Mallory and Paisley indeed looked so alike. Their tone and demeanor were also very similar sometimes. However, there was one thing. If she was Paisley, she would not scold him. Instead, she would directly hit

him.

Paisley was very simple and direct. When she was unhappy, she would directly beat him up. If she chose to reprimand him, she was being very polite, or she was not that angry. Therefore, the person in front of him

was Mallory.

Moreover, although he was drunk before, the scenes of him having sex with Mallory still vaguely flashed in

his mind. Paisley would not do that, so the woman in front of him must be Mallory.

“Yes, you are Mallory! I was drunk and confused. Please forgive me and don’t be angry with me!” he pleaded

in a soft voice.

Mallory was in a good mood, and her anger vanished. “Forget it, I’ll forgive you this time. You won’t have a

second chance!”

“I know.” Bridger’s eyes dimmed. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have treated you like that.”

“You regret it?” Mallory’s expression changed.

She had never been with any man before. Bridger was her mentor, and she had wholeheartedly fallen in love with him. In the past, the TV always said that men were assholes. She did not have many feelings about that. Could it be that Bridger was an asshole?

“No, no, no, how could I regret it? I’m so happy!” Bridger hurriedly explained, “It’s just that. I’m broke right now. I might even go to jail. I don’t know what will happen. In this situation, I shouldn’t be with you. This is

unfair to you.”

Hearing him say that, Mallory was no longer angry. She said disapprovingly, “It’s not a big deal. As long as you love me, you don’t have to apologize!”

As Mallory spoke, she leaned into Bridger’s embrace.

With Mallory against his chest, Bridger did not have any sexual intentions. He was wondering if Simon would come to settle the score with him. Was it illegal for him to burn his own house? If Simon took back Bridger’s properties, did the house Bridger burned still belong to him?

Mallory was a little unhappy when she felt that Bridger was absent-minded. His words also made her curious.

“Why would you go to jail? You didn’t break the law.”

“I…” Licking his dry lips, Bridger whispered, “You don’t know, I burned my own house yesterday.”

“Burn your own house?” Mallory raised her head and looked at Bridger in surprise. “Why did you burn your

own house? You… burned Palmer’s house?” Mallory was puzzled.

“No!” Sighing, Bridger held Mallory’s shoulder. The two of them sat down on the sofa, still cuddling each

other. Bridger gave a recap about what happened yesterday.

“I originally thought that if my mother could still love me, perhaps there would be some room for negotiation.

I didn’t expect her to be so heartless. When I got angry, I burned the house.” Sighing, Bridger covered his face

with both hands and buried his face deep in his palms, trying to detach himself from those troubles.

However, after Mallory heard the story, she was not very nervous or angry. Her focus was on another matter. “Why did you go back? Is my place not good? Didn’t I tell you to wait here for me? What, you want to run away

from me?”

“How could it be?” Bridger turned to look at her. “I was thinking of the properties under my name. I wanted to see if they were taken back. If not, at least I can support us.” Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

“You’re having a lot of trouble yourself. Now that you have me, I have to make plans for our future! Although I can’t let you live a wealthy life, if my assets and money are still there, at least we can live a comfortable life for the rest of our lives. Unfortunately…”

Bridger sighed heavily. It was too late to regret it. Everything had already happened.

“I was too impulsive! I should beg her for forgiveness. Why would I be so impulsive? I might even have to go to jail now. I’m fine, but what about you? What are you going to do for the rest of your life?”

Mallory was completely moved by Bridger’s words. She pulled his hand and stopped him from covering hist

face. She turned his face to face her. “Look at me! You won’t go to jail!”

“Mallory…”

“It’s just a house. You burned your own house. You didn’t break the law. Besides, the worst scenario is that you have to pay the money. I can help you! You don’t have to worry so much. You’re thinking about our future. You think I am not? From now on, my money is your money.”

Mallory’s eyes looked firm. She did not look like she was joking at all. However, how could she dare to say such words? She was in a lot of trouble herself.

“I know you are doing this for me, but forget it, your sister will not let you pay the money for me. You are already having so much trouble. I don’t want to be your burden!” Shaking his head, Bridger rejected her kindness.

Seeing that Bridger didn’t believe her, Mallory became anxious. “Why would I need other people’s consent? Now, my family’s industry is all mine. I can do whatever I want. If I want to pay the money for you, it’s my own. business!”

Bridger was stunned. He said, “Huh?”