Chapter 288 You Still Have a Chance
Sarah squinted her eyes, even forgetting to dodge Hubert's fingers.
His calloused fingertips brushed against Sarah's face, making her feel disgusted, but she held back her nausea and asked him, "What's the good news?"
"You'll know when we get there."
The car arrived at Hubert's private mansion, which had a pretty large natural hot spring pool.
It was Sarah's first time in such a place. She had thought Hubert, following Raymond, had only made a little money, but she didn't expect such a luxurious private villa.
But her surprise was fleeting.
She kept asking Hubert what the good news was.
Hubert handed her a prepared bikini, "Sarah, no rush."
Then Hubert extended his arm, tightly and firmly trapping Sarah in his embrace.
He breathed hot air into Sarah's earlobe.
Sarah's body instantly tensed up.
Her gray coat was peeled off by a large hand, without her noticing.
Her long, curly hair was picked up by him, and then he pulled Sarah's tight sweater off her shoulders.
"I'll do it myself," Sarah resisted, trying to pry his hands away.
But Hubert, this old man, was so domineering.
Instead, he held her tighter, "It's not like I haven't helped you undress before. The good news is about Margaret, something you'll really want to know."
Sarah's curiosity was instantly piqued.
Her hands, which were prying his fingers, dropped instantly.
She was soon naked.
Hubert took the bikini from her hand and helped her put it on.
This torment made Sarah uncomfortable. She liked Raymond, not this pervert Hubert.
But now Hubert had something on her, and she couldn't escape!
Sarah bit her lip, still not reacting.
Her body was suddenly pressed down.
Without any prelude, he entered her, and which feeling was dry and painful.
"When you're with me, focus." She was pressed to the ground with no dignity at all.
After making love, Sarah was carried by him to the hot spring pool.
Hubert made her lie on the edge of the hot spring pool, endlessly demanding, making Sarah feel nauseous.
This time, Hubert didn't wear a condom.
Sarah had no time to think about anything else, just wanting it to end quickly.
A few hours later, Sarah was exhausted in Hubert's arms. She held back her nausea and used her fingers to scrape his nose, which was pressed against his glasses.
God was really unfair. Both men wore glasses, but why did Raymond look mature and handsome, while Hubert looked so sleazy?
If Hubert were one-tenth as handsome as Raymond, she might be able to tolerate it.
"Hubert, can you tell me the news about Margaret now?" Sarah cooed.
Hubert couldn't help but smile at her coquetry, "Your dream has come true."
"Margaret is dead?" Sarah exclaimed. Her dream was for Margaret to die.
Hubert smiled without saying a word and shook his head.
"Hubert, just tell me. I can't guess." Sarah moved to his earlobe, bit it, and kept blowing on it.
Hubert's desire was aroused again.
"Tell me, and there will be a reward." Sarah licked his earlobe.
Hubert pulled Sarah into his arms, and took a deep breath, as if trying to control some impulse and desire.
"Marlon is dead." Hubert released her, extended his wet hand, and stroked Sarah's wet hair, his eyes full of affection for her, "Nancy fainted on the way back and also died."
Sarah's eyes seemed to sparkle with countless stars, shining brightly, making Hubert tell her the details.
Hubert told her everything.
Sarah was ecstatic, "Great. Even God is helping me. I tried several times, but Marlon always escaped. It turns out God had other plans for what I couldn't accomplish!"
"Marlon died in front of Raymond, and only the two of them were there. Raymond can't clear his name now! When I act all understanding with Raymond, won't he be mine?"
"Even if he's not mine, knowing Margaret, she'll definitely blame Raymond for this. Margaret will never forgive Raymond. This is perfect. With Marlon and his wife dead, Margaret and Raymond are completely impossible now!"
"Does Margaret have cancer?" Sarah looked at Hubert, complaining.
Hubert nodded, "She also has severe depression."
"Depression usually leads to suicide. Why hasn't she killed herself yet? Why isn't she dead? Her parents are dead, what's she still living for? It's ridiculous." Sarah huffed in anger.
Hubert curled his lips, "She's pregnant. Don't worry, she won't live long. It won't affect you."
"Then I'll wait to marry Raymond and become Mrs. Howard." Sarah's face was full of happy anticipation.
She initially approached Raymond because he was the mute boy Margaret cared about.
Out of jealousy, she didn't want to be Margaret's foil anymore, so she pretended to help Margaret find the mute boy, then claimed Margaret's sponsorship without her knowing.
She just wanted to take away what Margaret valued.
If Margaret lost interest in the mute boy, she would immediately discard Raymond.
To make Raymond and Margaret turn against each other and gain the final benefit, she carefully groomed Raymond into the type Margaret liked and personally introduced them.
But watching Raymond and Margaret together, her heart felt like it was stung by a bee.
Raymond must be hers!
With Margaret dead, Raymond would keep his promise and marry her.
"Do you really want to marry Raymond that much? Is he really that good?" Hubert kissed Sarah's lips, staring at her intensely.
Sarah, in a good mood, didn't push him away, "What do you think?"
"We've been together for so long, isn't this good enough?" Hubert, wearing thick glasses, asked her deeply.
Sarah sneered, "Hubert, our relationship is temporary. Don't fall for me. I only like Raymond. Besides, I can't be with you without a title forever."
"How do you know I can't give you a title?" Hubert frowned, his eyes showing a depth Sarah had never seen before.
Sarah reminded him, "You're married. Your wife has been with you for over ten years, and your son is in middle school, right?"
Sarah paused, then started to speak nicely to him, "But you do have a chance. It depends on your sincerity."
"Tell me." Hubert seemed in a good mood, lighting a cigarette with a lighter, half-smiling.
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