The Deserted Rich Beauty (Nicole and eric)

Chapter 2123 Who Was He to Lecture Her?

Yvette sneered, raised her head, and looked straight at Sean.

"Don’t think that you ended up like this because I dumped you. You're not that fragile. Back then, you

were unfaithful while you were still married to your ex-wife. This shows that you're a scumbag! I fell in

love with you back then because I was deceived, but I wasn't blind and finally found someone I could This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org: ©.

marry. On the other hand, you made excuses to stoop so low. Drug dealing, women, money, and sex

are all temptations that made you like this!

Why did you bring me here? Is it so I can witness your incomparably glorious moment? Or are you

irritated that I didn’t choose you, so you want to destroy me?" Yvette looked at Sean bluntly and

exposed his darkest thoughts.

"Admit it, Sean! You're not trying to get back together with me. You're just trying to satisfy your own

vanity! The police will arrest you soon, and I'm waiting for the day you get the death sentence!"

After she said that, Sean took a step forward, strangled Yvette's neck with one hand and lifted her up.

There was a sinister look in his eyes.

Every word she said made him feel like strangling her.

“Yvette, don't force me. You know I’m not that kind of person."

Sean's eyes were red and dangerous.

He was not as bad as she said he was.

Sean was forced into a marriage of convenience.

He cheated because he could not hold back his feelings for Yvette.

He did all these illegal things because he was cornered.

Every step he took was risky.

Why was he so lacking in Yvette's eyes?

Yvette sneered. Her eyes were full of contempt.

She raised her chin and looked at him.

"What? Do you dare say that you're a faithful man? Did you not sleep with anyone when we weren’t

together? Haven't you slept with Melissa?”

Her voice was hoarse, and her tone was somewhat mocking and decisive.

If he admitted it, Yvette would mock his hypocrisy.

If he denied it, Yvette would mock his character.

What was so wrong for Yvette to get married?

When Yvette met the right person for her, she wanted to live an upright life.

What right did Sean have to lecture her?

How was he clean?

So, why was Sean pretending to be a faithful man in their distorted relationship?

Facing Yvette's contempt, Sean let go of his hand as if he was stabbed.

Yvette panted heavily as she sat on the sofa and clutched her sore neck.

Sean would not let Yvette die so easily.

Otherwise, why would he bring her back in such a tortuous way?

Sean's expression was stiff as he looked at her with dark and deep eyes. He looked hurt.

However, Yvette was not bothered to look at him.

Soon, Sean resumed his indifferent and hostile expression. He looked stern, aggressive, and

domineering.

"You care so much about the women around me. Are you jealous or angry?"

His eyes were fixed on her.

Yvette sneered.

"Sean, do you think I'm very open when it comes to relationships? I wouldn't have been so depressed if

you were another person. I'm just afraid that you'll give me

STDs!

There was undisguised disgust in her eyes as if she was looking at a piece of garbage.

Sean was shocked. He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at her with surging anger.

His bad mood was uncontrollable.

He grabbed Yvette's arm and walked upstairs. His voice was extremely cold as he said, "You guessed

it right. I have STDs and I want to infect you!”

Sean brought Yvette to the same room and the same bed.

He stripped naked and went straight to it.

Sean seemed to only care about venting his frustration and treated Yvette as an ordinary woman. He

was taking revenge on what she just said in his own way.

There was a huge disparity in strength between men and women, so Yvette soon lost to him. Her eyes

were swollen from crying so much, and her voice was hoarse.

After the ordeal, they were back to square one.

In a daze, Yvette seemed to feel an icy touch on her burning face.

It was as if a volcano that was about to erupt was doused by ice water.

The anxiety and uneasiness in her heart also eased.

Sean changed his clothes and went downstairs.

He saw that Lex and Tate were sitting in the living room.

They were his subordinates who followed him in this business from the very beginning.

Thus, he had always valued and trusted them.

They were homeless and often lived with Sean.

They lived in villas and nightclubs and would follow Sean wherever he went.

Only now, there was another woman besides them - Melissa.

Melissa sat opposite Tate and Lex with red and swollen eyes. She looked aggrieved, guilty, and

uneasy.

"Boss, you’re here!"

Lex guessed that Sean was in a better mood after venting out his anger.

He touched his head and quickly handed over a cigarette to Sean.

Sean glanced at him, took the cigarette, and sat on the main seat.

Lex hurriedly helped him light the cigarette in one slick move.

Sean taking the cigarette indicated that he was no longer angry.

Lex raised his eyebrows and shot a look at Tate and Melissa.

"Boss, did Ms. Quimbey create any trouble?"

Tate frowned and asked, "Actually, you can just tell her if you really like her. Those women were just for

show, and you've never touched any of them. You only slept with Melissa because you were

drugged..."

"Enough!"

Sean’s face was gloomy.

It was fine if Tate did not mention it.

At the mention of this, Sean instantly felt stuffy and unpleasant.

Melissa stood up in a tangle and tugged on her shirt. She looked embarrassed.

"I’m sorry, Mr. Moore. It's all my fault. I'm willing to explain to Ms. Quimbey. I didn't think of letting her

misunderstand our relationship."

Sean's eyes were indifferent as he looked at her.

"I asked you to leave, so why are you back here? I found a job for you and gave you a sum of money. I

didn't treat you badly. You should go back to school and get married!"

Melissa’s face instantly turned pale.

She had no expectations of him.

However, being able to stay by his side was already her greatest wish.

When she heard Sean saying all that so bluntly, she felt even more embarrassed for what she had

done.

"Mr. Moore, I don't have any other intentions. I just wanted to stay here to thank you for saving me. We

were drugged that time at the bar, and you owe me nothing. Please let me stay! I won’t say anything

unnecessary anymore!"

Seeing Melissa’s humble and pitiful look, Lex could not stand it any longer.

"Boss, it’ll take time to find someone you can trust to cook for now. Melissa isn’t a jealous woman, so

please let her stay for the time being until you find a reliable nanny!"

Tate nodded at the side. "Right. Otherwise, if something happens to Ms. Quimbey, it’s not convenient

for us to do anything..."

Sean looked indifferent and pondered for a moment.

He tapped away the ash on the cigarette and looked at Melissa coldly.

"Melissa, you know who we are. Can you afford the consequences of staying and throwing away a

bright future?"

Melissa was shocked.

She looked at him and nodded.

"I don't have to go to school. I know what you're doing is illegal, but I also know that if you weren't

cornered, why would you risk your life to do this? Not everyone is born in a wealthy family and

pampered in life. If I sell alcohol in the bar to earn my tuition fees, I'll either have to pay a protection fee

or get robbed by my mother. If I hadn't met you, Mr. Moore, I'd probably get bullied in a corner

somewhere..."