NovelOnlineAlthough Chump said nothing, he controlled the speed well so Ralph would not die from this. However, by the the rode over to the main entrance of the house, Heather, who stood on the staircase, could see that Ralph could hardly scold her anymore.
His haute couture suit was in tatters, and the man lay feebly on the ground, looking as though he was dying.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Oh, it’s you, the famous Mr. Russell. What's the matter? | thought you wanted to say something to my face?” Curling her lips, Heather was in a much better mood now.
‘No one can leave safely after criticizing me. | won't let it happen!” Ralph wanted to curse her, but his whole body was falling apart. Feeling pain all over, he suspected his skin was scraped here and there and wondered if any of his bones were broken. ‘How could this woman do this to me!” Being the youngest son, Ralph was not his father’s favorite and had not been made the heir to the family’s business, but he was pampered by his mother and had always enjoyed an easy life.
He had complained about Alexander taking over what originally belonged to him. However, he had never suffered such humiliation and treatment as the man still regarded him as his youngest uncle.
‘This woman has hauledover the ground like a dog and could still teaseabout it. Is she truly the woman who had shyly accepted my marriage proposal yesterday?’ Struggling to sit up, he moved his limbs and saw they were not broken, but his skin was scraped in many places, and sof the wounds were bleeding. In short, he was in pain.
Strolling down the staircase, Heather stood before him and stared at him arrogantly. “Don’t you have much to say about me? Here | am. Say them to my face!” “D*mn..." As Ralph looked up to scold her, he saw her gaze turned icy, and the man who hauled him stood coldly nearby. Changing his mind, he spat out the sand in his mouth.
“Forget it! I'm not even your match. Do whatever you like!” “Weren't you quite brave just now? Why? Chickening out now?” Letting out a sneer, she did not hide her contempt toward him.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmPulling himself to his feet, Ralph tried to make peace. “Ms. Riggs, my darling, let's have a heart-to-heart. What is it that you want? How do you expectto cope with you treatingdifferently all the time? You might as well killrather than tortureso. If this goes on, I'm afraid you'll be a widow even before we're officially married.” Heather lost her smile and grew fierce. “If you spout nonsense again, I'll rip your tongue off!” Ralph clapped his hand over his mouth. Others might joke about this, but Heather could do such a thing.
Ralph said, “Okay, okay, | won't mention it. However, can you tellwhat you want? You must have a reason for being upset, right? If you didn’t want to marry me, you can just say so, and you didn’t have to torture me. If you want to take your revenge on Alexander for hurting and offending you, go ahead, but don’t take it out on me!” Heather grew solemn at the mention of Alexander. She had lost sleep over the secret handbook for the past few days, but Ralph would not know this. However, she wondered if Ralph could help him get the handbook being someone from the Russell family.
“You'll do anything | say?” She asked slowly.
“Even if | will, I'd never know what you're thinking if you don’t tell me!” Sensing an opportunity, Ralph took a step forward. “Frankly speaking, our mutual interest matters more than our feelings. What is it that you want?”
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