Chapter 36 A Woman Close With Me
Chapter 36 A Woman Close With Me
All of a sudden, Ron raised his hand and punched on Rex's face.
His move was so sudden, fast, and hard that Rex did not dodge and got a heavy punch on his face.
"Are you all right?"
Holley grabbed Rex's hand concernedly, "Ice pack, hurry up!"
She shouted at the waiter not far away.
Ron's face darkened.
What Holley did was to embarrass him in public. She wanted everyone to know that his wife cared more about another man.
He walked up to her slowly and put his arms around her waist. He didn't say anything to Rex.
"Mexico, don't forget it,"
His words reminded Holley.
Her hand supporting on Rex's arm fell down slowly.
Mexico was her Achilles' heel and was her weakness.
Moore who had been exiled to Mexico and suffered a lot was Holley's family member she cared most.
Taking a deep breath, she completely let go of her hand, and in the embrace of Ron, her body was uncontrollably soft in his arms.
A winner's smile appeared on Ron's face, "Rex, don't let me see you teasing my wife again."
Having said that, he hugged Holley horizontally and carried her all the way to the lounge.
In the lounge.
Ron put the little woman on the sofa.
He stood there in a condescending manner, locking his eyes on the little woman's, and said slowly, "Do you know what kind of person Rex is?"
Of course, Holley didn't know that.
"He has dated countless women, but he has never admitted who is his girlfriend. The most common word of him introducing women is the woman who has an intimate relationship with me."
Ron also knew that there was no way Holley could get to know what kind of person Rex was.
Therefore, he directly told her all Rex's rumors without waiting for her answer.
"He provoked you just for fun."
Ron concluded affirmatively.
Holley raised her head and had a look at him, and then she sneered, "That's better than you want my life."
Ron was speechless for a moment after being rejected by that little woman.
Just now, what he did indeed seemed to disregard the little woman's life.
But who would have thought that the rules of the auction tonight had been changed.
He knew it was useless to explain.
Ron nodded, "Okay. Even if you don't care what Rex wants to do with you, or you're determined to turn me against and be disloyal, don't forget that your parents are likely to be killed by the Yan family. Are you with the murderer who killed your parents?"
"Evidence, I don't believe in your bullshit."
Holley reached out for the evidence.
Ron logged on his email to find the material and handed his phone to the woman.
As Holley was focusing on the document, Ron analyzed the doubts in the document.
"First of all, your parents drove out at 2 am. Your home is in the east of the city; the branch company of Lan's Group in City A is in the west of the city; while Glory Group is in the north of the city. But that night, the road your father drove was to the suburb. But there is no industry in the suburbs, no matter Glory Group or Lan's Group."
"Secondly, your father seldom drinks, but the police office suspected him of drunk driving. The last call log on your father's phone was deleted by a hacker via remote control."
"One more thing, after you and your grandmother moved out of City A, Glory Group and Lan's Group have sent someone to search your house respectively. These evidences are clear to you. Do you still think the car accident of your parents is an accident?"
Ron's logic was clear and his analysis was very rational.
It had to be admitted that the car accident at that time was more like a deliberate plot.
And Glory Group or Lan's Group had something to do with it.
"If you still want to find out the real culprit and bring justice for your parents, don't try to tangle with Rex."
Ron was warning her.
"Seeking justice from Rex has nothing to do with my humiliation to you in public, Mr. Ron. Aren't you still maintaining a marriage with me, and keeping some mistresses and countless sleeping mates at the same time? We are together for our own interests, so why do we have to interfere in each other's affairs outside? Mr. Ron, don't worry. As long as your wild flowers behave themselves and don't irritate me, I'll turn a blind eye to them."
Then Holley stood up and added, "By the way, Ron, I can't accept the sapphire that you bought my life, so you have to be careful. Maybe one day I will really do something to murder you. After all, you have condemned me of that. If I don't do anything, I will fail you."
"Got it."
Ron nodded casually. "Is there anything else that you want me to know?"
"Nothing."
Holley said coldly, "It's meaningless for me to stay here and continue to attend the party. I don't like party, either you let me stay and continue to dance with Rex or you let me go home."
"Let's go home. I don't like a messy party, either."
Ron smiled gently and bent down to whisper in Holley's ear, "I will drive you home myself, but before that, there is a more important thing to do."
"I don't need you to send me back."
Holley refused without hesitation.
"Really? No way. I can't let people say that I don't care about my wife. Let her go in the middle of the night."
The man said and took it for granted.
Then he shrugged. "By the way, do you know where your home is?"
"I..."
For a moment, Holley was speechless.
She didn't have a home at all.
She was a student before she went to prison and lived in the dormitory.
After she went into prison, she was expelled from school and did not have a dormitory to live in at all.
She initially planned to stay in the Moore's house temporarily, and when she found a job, she could rent an apartment.
But now, Moore had been sent to Mexico. It was impossible for her to go to Moore's home.
It seemed that she had to be shameless to trouble Eleanor to find her a place to stay.
As Holley thought, Ron stood there, looking at her with an evil and attractive smile.
"Have you thought of where your home is?"
"I have a place to live. You don't need to worry."
Holley refused him without hesitation. Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.
Ron shook his head and pulled her waist to get her into his arms.
Locking the eyes of the little woman, he smiled wickedly and said, "You are the young hostess of the Mu family, so you can only live in the villa of Mr. Ron. Unless you hope Mexico is in trouble."
The man's voice was soft and tempting.
But Holley felt awkward to hear that.
Even his threats made her feel old-fashioned and tired. "Can you stop threatening me with Moore for everything?"
All the depression and resentment in her heart were finally released by her.
She began to feel guilty after questioning Ron.
Because she found that the man's eyes had changed.
He changed so elusive to her...