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Her Revenge Was His Regret (Shirley and Gilbert) novel Chapter 43

  1. Chapter 43

    Gilbert didn’t care that the Campbells hated each other.

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    He took out a bottle of special medicine, knelt, and applied it to Sherry. Girls are always concerned about whether it will leave scars.

    Sherry didn’t move, letting him apply it. Gilbert was proud and noble. He would never bow his head before anyone, including when he proposed.

    He had prepared meticulously, offering her the best he could at the time, yet he still didn’t kneel

    Gilbert had said that he had only knelt once in his life, begging those people to spare his family, only to be beaten in return.

    From that moment on, he vowed that his knees would never bend again, until he stood at the top.

    It wasn’t just his knees. It was also his dignity. If bending down meant surrendering his dignity, he feared he would never be able to hold his head high again.

    After he gained power, no one dared to make her kneel again.

    What he hadn’t done during his proposal, he had done now.

    Gilbert’s tense body relaxed. As long as Sherry stopped being angry and resisting him, that was enough.

    After the ointment applied, Sherry casually asked, “When are you planning to divorce me? You don’t actually think I’ll forgive you just because you lower your noble head, do you? I will never forgive you for sending me to jail. Unless you pay an even worse price and go to jail yourself. I won’t accept any compensation. I like it when others suffer ten times more than I did. Otherwise, I won’t forgive you

    Gilbert’s hand trembled.

    He was utterly shocked. This was completely different from the Sherry he knew.

    The Sherry now was like a different person. Yet he believed he hadn’t done anything wrong.

    Shouldn’t wrongdoing be punished?

    Why was Sherry so fixated on this? Did she have to become that kind of unreasonable person?

    She knew he hated unreasonable people the most.

    He was determined to prevent Sherry from becoming that kind of terrifying and domineering person.

    “Don’t look at me like that. You all take advantage of my fear of losing you, so you do all sorts of things things against my will. Listen up, from now on, I won’t tolerate any of your mistakes. Even the smallest thing, I’ll make a huge scene. Don’t think I’m easy to bully!”

    Sherry was furious just thinking about it, her eyes burning with displeasure at his face.

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    Chapter 43

    With that, she kicked Gilbert in the head.

    Caught off guard, Gilbert was kicked and rolled over like a turtle, looking utterly pathetic.

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    “Oh, sorry. You really deserved a kick. I haven’t washed my feet in two days lying in the hospital bed. You wouldn’t mind that I used your shiny head to wipe them, would you?”

    Thud.

    Scott, who had just entered, stared wide-eyed at the scene, dropping his lunchbox.

    Seeing Sherry’s gaze sweep over him, his legs trembled with fear.

    Sherry kicked Gilbert!

    Gilbert was notorious in the business world for his bad temper. No one who offended him ever ended well. His methods were cold-blooded and ruthless.

    No one could touch him. Gilbert was a germaphobe, yet Sherry kicked him directly in the face.

    Even if Sherry was his wife, such a humiliating way would…

    Besides, Sherry wasn’t as favored as Wendy. Wasn’t she asking for death?

    Gilbert stood up, smoothing his hair that had been kicked wildly, and said, “Judging by the force of that kick, you are much better now. I’ll have Aaron take you home.”

    Aaron was a driver. How could he do the work of an assassin? How could Aaron’s clear, student-like eyes be subjected to such torment?

    Scott trembled as he said, “Why not let me?”

    Looking at Scott’s resolute expression, Gilbert said, “Your driving skills are as bad as your courage.”

    Huh?

    So Gilbert wasn’t going to kill Sherry.

    Sherry frowned. “I won’t go back. I’ll never go back to that house again.”

    She didn’t want to recall the time she’d never been valued.

    Gilbert looked at her. “Who said you were going back there? I meant Melissa’s house.”

    Back home, Sherry couldn’t help but sulk. She hadn’t expected that even something like this couldn’t be kept from Gilbert. It seemed Melissa wasn’t capable either.

    What angered her even more was yet to come.

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