It was a rather fun game.
It was a rather fun game.
Hanson and Vania splashed each other with water, a game that not even their kids liked anymore.
When Yvonne saw that, jealousy rose in her once more as she forgot all about Hanson's warning.
She swiftly walked over to them and sat down beside him.
"Hanny, shall we go for a massage later?"
Yvonne no longer wanted to refer to him by his given name. The first step to changing her situation was the way she called him and she reverted to his old nickname.
She even tugged at his arm, making it look like she was linking her arm with his.
His face clouded over the moment she walked over to him.
When he felt the touch on his arm, he forcefully threw her into the pool.
"Aah!" She let out a series of shrieks as she was surprised by the world spinning around her. By the time she realized what had happened, she was already in the pool and soaked to the bone.
Panic overwhelmed her mind. She could not tell whether she had fallen because she tripped or because he had thrown her into the pool.
"Hanson, help! It hurts!" Yvonne desperately flailed in the water.
Once more, the lifeguards appeared and she was helped to her feet.
This time, she had actually swallowed quite a bit of water. "Hanny, did you have to be so forceful?" she whined at Hanson. "That hurt."
This time, she had actually swallowed quite a bit of water. "Hanny, did you have to be so forceful?" she whined at Hanson. "That hurt."
She tried to look as pathetic as possible, hoping to win his sympathy.
However, he was not even looking at her. Instead, he was stripping out of his bathrobe as he felt her touch had dirtied it. He then threw it into the trash bin before grabbing a towel to scrub at the spot where she touched him. It was only when his skin turned a bright red that he stopped scrubbing.
Nevertheless, deep down, he was still discomforted by the memory of her touch.
After that, he coldly glared at her. "Did you not hear what I just said to you?"
"Do you really hate me that much?" Her heart shattered when he started scrubbing at his arm in disgust and her disbelief was reflected in her voice.
"Enough," he snapped. He did not want to hear another lie from her.
He then turned toward the doorway and clapped his hands.
At once, a few men in suits appeared and walked over to him. "What are your orders, sir?"
Hanson's eyes flickered at her as he said, "Throw her out. Never let her back in again."
"Yes, sir."
The men then walked over to her, pulled her away from the lifeguards, and clamped their arms around her in a secure hold.
Yvonne's eyes widened as she was shocked and struggled. "Do you know who I am? Let me down. How could you be so cold-hearted, Hanson?"
However, Hanson was so annoyed by her that he did not want to hear another word from her again. With a wave of his hand, he gestured for the men to drag her out of the resort.
The sight of a woman being thrown out of the resort while still dressed in just a swimsuit had the crowd taking pictures of her. It was an extremely humiliating experience.
"Aah!" she screamed as she ran off with her face in her hands.
Thomas, who had walked over due to the noise, stared at Hanson with disbelief. "Even if you don't like her, you do not need to do that. She is just a girl."
Hanson sneered. "She refused to listen to me, so I had to convey my message to her with my actions."
"She is still my sister," Thomas huffed in anger. "Did you really have to do that?"
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