Chapter 55 It's Still Just Sleeping
Raymond shot a cold look, "I talk with him; you don't gotta listen so hard."
With a glance, Alvin grudgingly picked Sarah up off the ground. Sarah, of course, wasn't thrilled about it.
But Raymond just kept walking, not even glancing back.
Sarah was puzzled. How could Raymond act all caring in front of Margaret, but be so distant when they were alone?
Sarah got put in a hospital room, and the director himself checked her out. Besides drinking some nasty water and scraping her arm, she was fine.
Alvin turned to leave, and Sarah freaked, grabbing Raymond's sleeve. "Raymond, don't you believe me?"
"Feelin' guilty?" Raymond dodged her hand and gave Alvin a look.
Alvin was quick; in minutes, he had the surveillance footage ready.
The truth was clear as day.
The room went dead quiet. Raymond crossed his arms, touched his chin, and squinted. "Fake friendship?"
Sarah panicked. "Raymond, I didn't know Margaret would be back today. I was just being nice and went to see Nancy. But when she saw me, she flipped out and kicked me out. I'm a girl, how could I take that? I didn't wanna cry, but I couldn't help it."
Raymond kept going, "So, if Margaret wasn't there, what I would've seen was you and Nancy having a fight?"
Sarah blushed, trying to defend herself, but it was weak. "Raymond, I said, I didn't mean to have a fight!"
She didn't expect Raymond to check the surveillance.
Raymond lit a cigarette, the blue and yellow flame lighting up his cold, hard face. He took a drag, the smoke swirling in his lungs, and slowly exhaled.
He squinted and smiled mysteriously. "When Margaret knelt outside The Hughes Group, those reporters were called by you, right?"
Sarah instinctively wanted to deny it. "I..."
Alvin, standing aside, asked coolly, "Ms. Martinez, wanna see the evidence? I got proof the media that night was called by you."
Sarah was stunned. So Raymond had been digging into her behind her back and found out.
She was flustered and explained guiltily, "Raymond, it's not what you think. That night I came to find you, she was kneeling in the snow, mocking me as your mistress. But I met you before her, and she insulted me. You know how she always acts all high and mighty. I was so mad I called the media."
Sarah added, "And you made her kneel outside The Hughes Group. She already had no dignity. I thought she was your enemy, so I helped you vent your anger."
Raymond smiled elegantly through the smoke. "So, I should thank you for thinking of me."
That smile sent a chill down Sarah's spine, and she didn't know how to respond. "I didn't mean it. I..."
She bit her lip, wanting to cry but unable to.
The ash fell mercilessly to the ground. Raymond looked up and warned, "Sarah, I always thought you were smart. You know what to do and what not. I don't wanna see this kind of dumb trick again."
Sarah bit her lip, crying pitifully. "I really wanted to help you vent your anger. Think about those years you spent in the orphanage."
Raymond's icy stare softened a bit as he looked at her. "I'll repay your kindness. But that doesn't mean you can just go after my people whenever you feel like it."
Sarah looked at him, shocked. "Raymond, what do you mean? You don't want revenge anymore?"
He hated Margaret so much, yet he still protected her like this?
Raymond stood up, looking down at Sarah on the hospital bed. "Rest up here for a few days. I'll handle my own revenge. If you mess with my people again, don't blame me for being ruthless. Margaret is still my wife in name. Messing with her is like slapping me in the face."
Sarah was insanely jealous. He actually said Margaret was his person, his wife.
They had a deep-seated hatred, yet he could still protect her like this.
But she couldn't lose her temper, or all her years of effort would be wasted.
She forced a smile, trying to look considerate and magnanimous. "Okay, Raymond, I'll listen to you. You know how I feel about you. As long as you remember my kindness, I can die without regret."
Raymond's expression softened a lot. "She's used to being a noble lady, her temperament can't change. Be more tolerant."
He was warning her that she couldn't afford to provoke Margaret, but she could avoid her.
Sarah's fingernails dug into her palm, suppressing her jealousy, and she smiled obediently. "Okay, I'll listen to you. You're my future husband, my man. Whatever you say goes. I'll stay far away from Margaret from now on."
Hearing the words 'future husband' and 'future man,' Raymond felt inexplicably irritated.
He tugged at his tie and turned to leave.
He had Alvin drive away; he wanted to take a walk and wander around.
He didn't know why he was so irritated. Sarah was right; he was her future husband and man, if he and Margaret successfully divorced.
Sarah had done so much for him. If he didn't marry her, his conscience would be uneasy.
The Martinez family wasn't wealthy, yet Sarah generously gave him a million dollars.
Without Sarah's help, he wouldn't have been able to get close to Margaret so smoothly, let alone make Margaret fall for him.
Sarah had done him a great favor.
Christmas was approaching, marking the end of the old year and the beginning of the new year.
The branches were already bare.
The weather was too cold, and pedestrians were dressed thickly, wrapped tightly, with faces beaming with the joy of Christmas.
Raymond put his hands in the pockets of his black coat, black-framed glasses perched on his nose.
He had been busy with revenge and taking over The Hughes Group for so long that he hadn't slowed down to look at the city's scenery.
Unknowingly, he walked to The Hughes Manor.
He thought, 'Margaret must have been too upset to rush home.'
The password hadn't been changed; it was still his birthday.
He opened the door.
The flowers in the vase had long withered, not yet thrown away, and the air was filled with a rotten smell.
Raymond took the flowers out of the vase and threw them into the trash can.
A small bottle on the table caught his attention.
He picked it up and looked at it—painkillers.
Before he could see what they were for, the bathroom door opened.
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