Chapter 125 She was once my fiancée
The fact is Winnie was shocked, beyond belief when Ray told her. She had suspected that L and Darcy might be good friends due to their deep involvement at work, but she never expected that Darcy would actually be L's fiancée.
Then, what was she to him? Upon hearing her words, L's face suddenly froze, becoming stiff before he grabbed her hand and asked, "Who told you?"
"Mr. Martin! So, it's true?" Winnie let out a bitter laugh, feelings of bitter sadness running through her. "You have an engagement with her. After I give birth to our child next year, you will immediately marry her. So, what does that make me? Just an affair? L, are you playing games with me?"
L was taken aback by her harsh response but tried to explain, "You're listening to his nonsense. The truth is not like that!"
"Did you deceive me?" Winnie pushed on.
"I wouldn't say I deceived you." He frowned, his aura imposing.
Releasing her hand, L stuffed his hands in his pockets, rubbing his temples as he coldly explained, "Darcy was once my fiancée, but only for three months. At that time, the family threw a mess of a company at me, and everyone was waiting to see my downfall. I considered it a mistake.”
“The Ordelia family placed her by my side as an assistant. I needed her identity to block the advances of other women. I had already explained to the Ordelia family that I only saw her as a sister, but both families unilaterally considered her my fiancée. How could I marry you if I had feelings for her?" He sneered; his arrogance evident in his expression.
He genuinely believed that he hadn't deceived her? Winnie wondered at his obvious denial of the situation.
As long as he didn't acknowledge having a fiancée, did it not exist? Darcy was so fond of him, and Ray's words were convincing, indicating how many years Darcy had spent by his side as his fiancée.
Winnie didn't know if he understood that his concealment could be the reason for Darcy's recent persecution.
There was nowhere for her to vent her grievances. She chuckled self-deprecatingly, "I don't want to be a mistress. No woman does, I suppose. If you're seriously involved with a woman, you should cut off any previous relationships. If you mentioned having a fiancée at the Hot Spring Resort, I absolutely would not have agreed to a relationship with you..."
"So now you're changing your mind, is that it?" He suddenly turned serious, interrupting her.
This woman had always been unsure of their relationship, wanting to distance herself at every opportunity.
L was very angry and coldly said, "I've already explained that she is not my fiancée right now, and it was only a nominal three months. Why do you keep holding onto that? Do you think I'm beneath you? You Believe the nonsense others spew instead of listening to me?"
The truth was, he had indeed deceived her, whether out of fear of trouble or subconsciously not wanting to be honest about his personal matters. But that was in the past, why couldn’t she let it go.
Winnie shook her head, her eyes dull. "You don't understand what I mean at all. Although I may have fallen, I still have my self-esteem. I can agree to having a child with you out of necessity for our deal. But I can't bear having a child with a man who has a fiancée and carries feelings for her."
"What do you mean?" L said demanding an explanation.
"We both need to calm down." Winnie turned her face away and closed the door. This time, the domineering man did not stop her.
But as soon as the door closed, there was a loud bang against the neighboring wall.
"..." Olivia trembled, holding onto the wall.
"Fuck! Why is this man a CEO? He should be working construction with that strength!"
Winnie didn't have time to pay attention to her playful comment. She leaned back on the sofa, closing her eyes in exhaustion.
She realized that L had never placed her on an equal footing. He was good at controlling her and demanded that she listen to him, yet he was reluctant to explain to her.
This kind of relationship was tiring...
Olivia asked her, "When you say we need to calm down, are you suggesting a separation, Winnie?"
Winnie was taken aback. "I can't bear being looked down upon as a mistress. He doesn't understand that I'm angry because he deceived me and didn't respect me."
Olivia knew where her concern lay and sighed as she took out her phone to call Laura, feeling helpless. "You're so unhappy. Should I ask Laura to come and accompany you?"
But when she made the call, Laura didn't answer.
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The Martin Mansion —
After dinner, Laura picked up her phone, ready to leave. Ray's mother sat in her wheelchair, staring at her like a contemptible person. Ever since the accident that left her legs disabled, Mrs. Martin had always harbored hatred towards Laura.
Today, with Mr. Martin present, she refrained from throwing a tantrum. Mr. Martin looked kindly at Laura and said, "Don't go, I've called Ray back."
At that moment, car lights appeared outside the villa, a Range Rover, matching the handsome man with a villainous air. Has Ray really come back? A glimmer of excitement flashed through Laura's dull and slender eyes.
Ever since their marriage a year ago, he had never set foot in the Martin Mansion because in Ray’s eyes she had schemed her way into his bed here, under the pressure of Mr. Martin.
Ray despised her, but today he had returned. Could it be...
"Ray loves sweet soup, Mrs. L, come with me and serve him a bowl," the likable servant said. Somehow, Laura found herself getting up and heading towards the kitchen to bring him a bowl of porridge.
As she came out, she coincidentally ran into the handsome man entering the house. Ray softly greeted, "Hello, Mother." Mrs. Martin finally revealed a smile.
Ray then confronted his father with a cold face and asked, "Why did you call me back?" Mr. Martin, displeased, replied, "We have a family dinner every week, and since Laura has finally returned to the country, why didn't you come back?"
Ray's gaze shifted, and he happened to see Laura approaching his seat with a bowl in her hands. The soft light in the kitchen illuminated her uniquely slender face, making her cool curves look enchanting.
Ray momentarily felt entranced, recalling her naked image from that day abroad. His throat inexplicably became dry, followed by the memory of Darcy's aggrieved face.
Excellent, he hadn't even remembered to cause trouble for this woman, and now she had come to him herself, trying to assert her presence Ray's eyes grew cold. Just as Laura placed the bowl down for him, her once gentle expression was suddenly shattered by his forceful touch, spilling the bowl and then stiffening.
Ray stood up, pulled her up with him, and whispered words that only the two of them could hear, "I should have known that a woman as malicious as you would team up with Winnie to bully Darcy. Come with me."
The warmth that had risen within Laura's heart instantly plummeted. What had she been fantasizing about? Did she think he had let go of his resentment and come home to have dinner? Oh no, he had only come back to stand up for Darcy.
Because Winnie had asked her a few questions, and now he had blamed her for it. "If I'm so malicious, then quickly kill me off, otherwise, your Darcy better watch out," Laura sneered.
In that moment of mockery, her face shone brightly. Her slender eyes were mesmerizingly cold. Ray didn't know how or why, but his throat tightened, his voice ice-cold, "You think I don't dare?"
He dragged her by the waist and went upstairs. "Ray, what are you doing?" At that moment, Benjamin appeared from outside.
When Laura came back, Benjamin immediately rushed over to rescue her. Seeing his brother's gaze fixed on Laura, Ray's coldness intensified.
Ray suddenly lowered his head and kissed Laura on the face, saying, "What's the matter? If I sleep with Laura, are you going to stop me too?"
Mr. Martin was about to get angry when he subtly coughed. Benjamin's handsome face turned red as he looked at Laura with worry.
Laura gave him a bitter look that said, ‘Don't meddle.’
Ray, noticing her gaze, became even more annoyed. He grabbed Laura took her upstairs, entered his room and threw her onto the bed.
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