Chapter 20 – A Cruel Knigh

Martin was addicted to watching Bella’s lips move, as she spat out each word, her small tongue tip would peek out, pink and cute, so attractive.

Was she still the previous outdated girl who had worn only T-shirts for two years and tied her hair in a ponytail for four years?

She was so beautiful and seductive, but he did not dare to even kiss her, not to mention own her body.

Bella didn’t notice he was thinking. She coughed slightly and made the final statement of their relationship. “We had been together for four years, two years ago we went on dates two times a week, each time we had held hands. In the third year, we met up with each other once a month, occasionally holding hands. And this year, we...” her smile went a bit bittersweet. “I actually haven’t seen you for half a year before the wedding.” She looked up at him, her neck arched beautifully.

“Actually, I used to think you would have been in my future. But in fact, you already knew that I wouldn’t be in yours. I don't know if you knew Lynn had painstakingly faked my pregnancy at the wedding.” She shook her head, “But this is not important. The real important thing is, I want to tell you, thank you for the time we have been together. I will go on my own way. We are not relevant at all now.” She slightly bowed to him. “We will never be relevant again!”

“Bella!” Martin suddenly caught her hand, and pressed her to the side of the wall, he stared into her eyes with uncontrollable desire, “Bella, I regret what happened, I want you in my future all the time. You thought to have me in your future once, didn’t you? I will make your dreams come true.” His body slowly pressed over to her with a mutter in his mouth, “Bella, be my woman again.”

Bella was shocked. “Martin, what are you doing?”

Martin’s eyes flashed confusion and loss. When his eyes fell on her bosom that was violently heaving, his mind immediately became firm. “I want you, I want you, Bella!”

“Let me go, Martin, let me go! Don't make me hate you!”

Bella screamed and writhed her body. Martin felt that he could not restrain himself. When he saw her wearing this tonight, his heart ached like a hundred claws had been scratching him.

She should have stood by his side, but now she was holding another man’s arm.

This was the first time in his life that he had felt regretful.

He knew the affair was planned by Len and Lynn. He looked aside with a cold eye as he hoped that she would ask for help from him, but instead she turned to another man.

He was going crazy, he had seen Lynn and the other women here, no one could be as beautiful and attractive as Bella.

He was going out to get some air but didn't expect that she was about to come out of the bathroom. Everything was so coincidental as if God was helping him.

“Bella, please, give yourself to me!” Martin pressed his huge erection against her body as he clasped Bella’s hands to the top of her head, greedily looking at the smart curve of her bosom. His tongue was dry, and his voice was sluggish. “Bella, you are so beautiful.”

He bowed his head and kissed her.

Having been together for four years, he had never known that her body curves were so pleasant, and her skin that was forever covered by a T-shirt was like creamy jade.

“Martin, you make me sick!” Bella clenched her teeth, bent her knee, and raised it swiftly into his groin, he buckled down in pain, and she immediately got away.

Bella was winded, then she adjusted her messy hair, and said with hate. “Martin, I take back what I just said. I’m really disgusted to have been coupled with garbage like you for four years.”

Martin briefly held his crotch and quickly loosened his hand. Although he was in pain, he still kept his demeanour. He looked at her hateful eyes and said without patience. “Don't pretend. You were f****d by Charles. He can do it,. So, why can't I?”

Bella looked at him coldly and disgustingly. “Charles is at least better than you in one aspect, he never pretended to be anything but himself. Unlike you, you appear to be a gentleman, but are a total cad instead.”

Martin wanted to remain by her, but it was too painful to do so. He wanted to say more to retrieve her heart, but Bella did not want to talk to him at all.

She suddenly opened the door and was utterly shocked by what was behind it.

Charles was leading ten men, standing coldly at the door.

He saw Bella coming out with Martin standing behind her, and his blue eyes scorned on her. “You actually enjoy staying with that dog?”

Martin’s face immediately turned red!

He was the most outstanding young talent in the city, who had always been sought after by people. But Charles dared to call him a dog! This was very insulting.

However, he was about to know what real humiliation was.

Charles looked at Bella who kept distance between them, and calmly said, “Come here!”

Two words, as if the order couldn’t be rejected.

Bella was unconsciously walking to him. She stood there facing him.

The slender fingers slid over her beautiful face and asked faintly, “Did he touch you here?”

Bella shook her head immediately.

The fingers then slipped past her neck, “Here?”

Bella shook her head again. “No, he didn't touch me.”

“Hmm” Charles lightly responded, he noticed and stared at her red wrists, then asked, “There?”

Bella just noticed that her wrists were red because of Martin, hearing Charles’s cold inquiry, she nodded silently.

“Well.” Charles nodded his head thoughtfully and said indifferently, “Disinfect.”

“Yes, Lord!” Two men in white immediately came forward, and they took an alcohol swab from the carry-on bag, using a pair of tweezers to carefully disinfect her up and down, without anyone touching her skin.

He was so over the top!

Bella rolled her eyes.

However, this was not exaggerated enough.

Charles then asked, “Which of his hands touched you?”

Bella held her hand which got more red because of the disinfection. And she said impatiently, “You didn't see both my wrists were red? Of course, both my wrists were touched. So both of his hands touched.”

She rolled her eyes again.

How could he ask like this? It was so embarrassing.

Charles nodded and reached out to her. Bella handed her hand over at that moment his eyes darkened. His big palm wrapped around her little hand, surprisingly it was warm.

Charles pulled her to his side, glanced indifferently at Martin, “Break!”

Break? Break what?

Before Bella could react, she saw a white figure in front of her, and an anguished scream arose. When she looked up again, she saw that Martin’s two hands hung weakly, whose decent face shrivelled with pain.