"Samson!" I glanced at a few empty whiskey bottles on the table. He couldn't stand these!
Hearing the sound, he glanced at me coldly and indifferently.
Thin lips opened lightly in a low and cold voice, "Get out!"
I sighed, "Samson, you are drinking too much, let's go home!"
He replied, "Home?" There was disdain in his voice, "Is that home?"
I was irritable, “Then what is that? Samson Finn, if you don’t want to see me, I will call Carol. Maya was busy. Don't bother her, my big boss!"
My wrist was violently grabbed by him. For almost an instant, he began to fondle my bosom, "It is not home, at most... a homestay!"
After that, he caught me fiercely.
I struggled with anger, "Then don’t go back anymore. We may life our live separately after you sign the divorce agreement!"
"Hiss!" Suddenly, he bit down on my shoulder.
"What? You got the money, the house and the shares, then leave me?" He laughed extremely coldly, "Sharon Sandra, your love is so cheap."
Why was I talking to a drunkard?
I softened my voice, "Samson, it's getting late, go back with me, okay?"
He stopped talking but still didn't let me go.
I paused and then said, "I will call Carol okay?"
I assumed that he was also at Carol’s place during this time. So I simply called Carol.
However, he was suddenly taken away the phone.
Bang! The phone was smashed so far.
I was about to crash, "Samson Finn, what do you want to do?"
I was definitely puzzled!
"Go home!" He held me up easily and staggered out.
I was so frightened with my baby.
Dragging him, I said to him softly, "Samson, you are drunk. I can go by myself. I just finished the operation!"
He froze fiercely and said inexplicably, "For retaliating against me?"
I shook my head, "No, I didn't retaliate against you, I love you so much. Please let me down and let's go home, OK?"
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