Female Novel
Chapter 635
He was still my benefactor after all, so I couldn't utter words that were too harsh.
He pursed his lips in silence, then spoke after a long while, "I can give you the life that you want."
He was too stubborn, I couldn't continue the conversation. Sighing, I said, "It's late, I should head homenovelbin
now."
I turned around. Evan walked towards me while secretly letting out a sigh of relief, as though he had
been worried that I would leave with Irvin.
Indeed, how could someone with such a strong obsession let things go in just a blink of an eye? He
grabbed my arm and muttered, "I have photos from the incident four years ago. You've said so yourself,
people change. It's been four years since then. I didn't force you four years ago, and I wanted to use
your ways to handle the situation. But since you're reluctant, I wouldn't mind forcefully getting my way
this time. If Hendrix isn't concerned about his reputation, then I don't mind striking him right now."
Shocked, I looked at him incredulously. I believed that all men were born good, but why was he proving
me wrong like this?
"Irvin, why? You obviously don't love me, why do you want to destroy me? Have I ever done anything to
hurt you since the very beginning?"
I had been nothing but grateful to him since the year he saved my life and brought me home. When I
was in the depths of despair, it was he who took care of me and brought me back to life.
But, why? Why did he have to go this far?
He sneered, expressing little to no emotions. "If you can't have it, then destroy it. Isn't that what you
used to say?"
I was stunned. For a brief moment, I had no idea what to say. My heart felt as though it was getting
ripped to pieces. Flinging away his hand, I said, "Then, I would rather have died four years ago."
Back in the villa, I just couldn't figure out what Irvin's goal was.
If he liked me, why did he want to hurt and destroy me? If he didn't like me, what was his true
intention?
Hendrix arrived home with an anxious look on his face. His forehead was covered in beads of sweat.
He looked as though he had rushed all the way home.
Seeing that I was sitting on the sofa, he breathed a sigh of relief, pulling me into his arms. He
whispered, "Don't go running about next time."
I nodded and looked up at him. "Irvin was here!"
He nodded. "I know."
Of course, Evan told everything. I asked, "Has Aunt Nerissa been living in Ucrebury all this while?"
He was momentarily surprised, then nodded. "Irvin had ousted her out of the Granger Group, so she
returned to Ucrebury."
Back then, Irvin was rather traumatized by the death of his parents. For him to use the incident from
four years ago to blackmail me - was he targeting me, or was this an attempt to make Hendrix suffer?
Lying in Hendrix's arms, I felt a little tired. I asked again, "Did you and Irvin have any conflict?”
His body winced briefly. He looked somewhat surprised as he held me and asked, "Why do you ask?"
I was so startled that it took me a long while before my senses kicked back in. When I could feel the
cogs in my head turning again, I asked, "Who did this?"
Feeling a little resigned, I sighed and laid on his chest, refusing to speak any further.