Nemesis Game novel Chapter 71

Ruben did not realize when he held the iron railing as he walked downstairs. His slender and tall body stood there casually. The bright light above his head shone on his shoulders as if there was a layer of dust.

But his eyes were full of disappointment and anguish.

This was the first time that Samantha saw him like this, and all of his pain was caused by Peyton.

She could not explain the feeling inside her heart. Her fingertips which were holding the phone trembled and her throat choked with sobs.

Peyton turned around in disbelief. The moment she saw Ruben, she was shocked as if she had seen a ghost.

She looked just like an icy cold sculpture and her whole body was stiff. Shortly after she came back to her senses, she then ran to him staggering all the way.

“Ruben… please let me explain.” Peyton’s calm expression was faltering while her eyes were filled with panic and fear.

She then stretched her hand and grabbed his arm, with tears in her eyes.

Her grip hurt his arm slightly. He then faintly frowned and said, “Explain? You want to explain to me… what do you want to explain?”

His voice was rather feeble and very weak as if he had lost all his strength.

Peyton didn’t see Ruben’s expression who was trying to bear the pain and didn’t know that he was injured. She then squeezed his arm hard and said with her tears all over her face, “Ruben, it’s her! She was just spouting nonsense; I didn’t do anything to her. She just couldn’t bear to see how nice you are to me, so she deliberately said all that to you. You cannot believe her, ok?”

Now that things had reached this point, all Peyton could do was to deny all the accusations, so that she would not destroy the image of her in his mind.

Ruben sneered. His face turned pale, “I don’t want to believe her either.”

“However you were the one who said all that, you were the one who exposed the truth to me.” After he finished saying these words, Ruben then shook off her hand coldly and walked up the stairs.

Peyton was not acting this time. She staggered and then fell to the floor. Her palms landed on the floor were in fierce pain. As tears welled up in her eyes, she then said, “Ruben, you must believe me!”

Ruben had his back to her and walked up the stairs.

“Peyton, you have deeply disappointed me.”

He did not fall into a rage, and even if he was really angry, he remained silent.

He didn’t look back at her and continued to walk up the stairs step by step trying to escape her burning gaze.

It was true. She had let him down.

He was quite suspicious on the matter, but to get it confirmed from Peyton herself was quite a shock to him.

Nia couldn’t have thought of such an ingenious thing, so it seemed that from beginning till the end, the person behind the scenes was Peyton.

If she had said from the beginning that she could not tolerate Samantha and dealt with her openly, it would be better than being kind in front of her but stabbing her back.

What he couldn’t accept was that she had pretended to be so gentle and innocent, when she had done so many things behind his back.

A two-faced monster.

These were the words he could think of to describe Peyton.

Peyton wanted to chase after him, but she wasn’t able to get up from the ground for a long time.

She was so angry that she covered her face with both hands and wept bitterly. She was no longer the noble daughter of the Moore family.

Soon after that, there was a loud bang of the door closing came from the floor above.

Samantha stood quietly in the living room as she watched Peyton cry. She then suddenly thought about how lonely and dispirited he looked as he turned his back just now.

Did his heart hurt now?

He finally understood what the pain felt like!

She tried hard to form a smile, but the smile made her look uglier than when she was crying.

“Helena, you bitch, it was you who had planned this right? You did this on purpose! You just wanted to make Ruben hate me!” Peyton who was still crying maybe have lost her mind and began to angrily curse at Samantha.

She no longer wanted to pretend anymore. All she wanted to do was just vent out her hatred.

The last trace of memories with her faded in Samantha’s eyes as she looked coldly at Peyton who had lost all control.

“You can’t make up stories anymore in such a state? You should continue to make up stories. You are a big star in the entertainment industry after all. You should make up another lie to continue deceiving him, wouldn’t this make a better way?”

Peyton who had lost any sense of rationality then raised her hand trying to hit her, “You better shut up!”