Mr. Right, Spoil Me novel Chapter 21

"Have you really fucking married to him?" Eric looked at her with disbelief. And his eyes were now filled with the feeling of shocked, in contrast with the disbelief just now.

"Yes."

"Bang!"

He furiously smashed all the glass and delicate wine bottles. He almost fell apart.

Her response made the person looking at her couldn't hide his anger for a long time.

The dark brown liquid sagged along the broken arc of the bottle, creeping towards the ground, like the last struggle in the night.

At this moment, as for Sarah, she also supported herself with last strength. What was the difference between her and the wine?

She recalled it clearly. Suddenly, she felt like a stranger.

"Were you fucking mad to marry him? Do you know Andrew clearly?"

Eric's hands tightly clasped her shoulder, the bone creaked and her shoulder was almost dislocated in his hands. It hurt a lot that her tears almost dropped from her eyes.

"Eric, let go. Then I will answer your questions."

"Sarah, Andrew doesn't love you!"

Instead of loosening his hands, he increased his strength and pushed Sarah to the wall with all his strength. His cold voice, like an ice cone, pierced Sarah's eardrum.

"I know. Let go first!"

Her struggle did not succeed. In her ear, it was the strongest roar of Eric.

"You know nothing! Did you just see that woman? One year ago, the woman had an abortion for him. She was the most important person who was hidden in Andrew heart. If Andrew's grandfather hadn't stopped him, we all know that Andrew would marry the woman after his old man died. By the time, you will be nobody in our eyes."

A black business car stopped ten meters away.

A handsome man, with a cigarette between his fingers, was blowing smoke. His eyes were like abyss, dark without light.

"Here?"

Only one word, the man's voice had already sounded pure and magnetic, containing a trace of unique feminine charm.

"Yes, Mr. Scott. It's here. Miss Scott often appears here. Definitely."

Inside the car window, the dark eyes like falcon glanced at the name hanging at the door "Waltz" in the dark night. Suddenly, the dark eyes were full of disdain.

The cigarette in his hand had been burnt out and stretched out of the window. Finally, it landed on the ground. "Why are you still standing here? Get her back right away."