Chapter 592 I'm Sorry
"Grace, why bother?" Chase sighed and said, "I was also helpless back then. In fact, I have never been able to forget you. I regretted it when you married Byron. These years, I know I have wronged you. I want to make it up to you now. If you divorce Byron, I will marry you immediately."
"Chase, you are delusional." Grace saw that Chase was still making inappropriate demands and knew that he had no idea who had attacked him that night. With a cold face, she walked into the kitchen, grabbed a kitchen knife, walked to the sofa, and said with hatred, "Are you leaving or not?"
"Grace, who are you trying to scare with that knife?" Chase didn't care at all. He thought Grace wouldn't dare to hurt him. Sitting with his legs crossed, he said, "If you dare, go ahead and try to cut me."
A flash of anger shot through Grace's eyes as she remembered all the grievances she had suffered over the years. If it weren't for this man in front of her, how could she have married a weak man like Byron? She wouldn't have endured the ridicule from others. Seeing Chase provocatively looking at her, she gathered her courage, raised the knife, and swung it towards Chase's head.
Chase was dumbfounded. Seeing the gleaming knife about to hit his head, he was scared and slid to the ground, narrowly avoiding the knife as it landed on the sofa.
"Grace, you're crazy." Chase quickly got up, his face full of fear, and said, "You really dare to do it."
"Chase, I'm not living today, and neither are you."
Gritting her teeth, Grace raised the knife and swung it towards Chase. He dodged, but the blade cut a long gash on his back, narrowly missing his flesh.
At that moment, Chase's blood ran cold. He suddenly regretted provoking this woman. Grace was not someone who would swallow her pride. If pushed too far, she would really dare to kill him.
"Help!"
Chase scrambled out of the front door, stumbling down the stairs and onto the street. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Grace hadn't caught up.
"Damn, this woman is insane."
Chase wiped the cold sweat from his head, recalling Grace chasing him with a knife, sending shivers down his spine. He thought he could handle Grace, but she was too fierce. He realized he couldn't provoke her in the short term. After all, he was the director of the academic affairs office. It would be a pity to lose his life over a woman.
After running for a while, Chase felt parched. He walked into a convenience store and bought a bottle of water, but still felt thirsty. He took off his shirt, leaving only a vest underneath.
The store owner recognized Chase and said with a fan in hand, "Mr. Chase, it's really hot this holiday season. You're not resting even at noon. You look overheated. Be careful of heatstroke."
"It's nothing, just my bad luck."
Chase felt sweat dripping all over his body, unable to bear the heat. His head became dizzy, and his consciousness gradually blurred.
Suddenly, a plump middle-aged woman walked in, wearing a large tank top and shorts, her fat body trembling. She looked like she weighed two hundred pounds. She said to the store owner, "Give me a bottle of vinegar."
"Sis, are you having noodles?" The store owner joked, "I want some too. Do I get a share?"
"Yes." The middle-aged woman glanced at the store owner and said, "As long as you don't mind my husband getting jealous, you can come over."
"Forget it." The store owner quickly shook his head, "Who doesn't know your husband is petty? Going to your place would be asking for trouble."
Suddenly, a figure lunged at the middle-aged woman, wrapping his hands around her fat body and groping her, pressing his erect penis against her buttocks. It was Chase. At this moment, he was red-eyed, completely naked, with a dark penis poking at the woman's buttocks.
The store owner and the middle-aged woman were shocked. The woman quickly realized the situation and struggled, screaming, "Help, someone is molesting me, call for help!"
The store owner tried to pull Chase away, but Chase was too strong. The store owner had to run next door to call for help. By the time the woman's husband arrived, he saw Chase had pinned the woman to the ground, her tank top pulled up, his head moving towards her breasts, and his lower body thrusting against her thighs. Her shorts were pulled down to her knees, her legs twisting and struggling.
"Damn it."
The man's eyes turned red, and he rushed forward, punching and kicking Chase. Chase screamed in pain, and others quickly pulled them apart to prevent a tragedy.
The fat woman stood up, slapped Chase hard in the face, then kicked him in the groin, causing him to scream in pain.
Someone realized the situation was getting out of hand and quickly called the police and ambulance. Soon, ambulances and police cars arrived, taking the beaten Chase to the hospital for treatment. The couple who beat him were taken to the police station for questioning.
After the investigation, the police were puzzled. They said Chase had committed rape, but if it weren't for the woman's husband intervening, Chase wouldn't have been able to penetrate. Moreover, after a medical examination, it was found that Chase was in a confused state at the time, with traces of aphrodisiacs in his body. He was also severely injured by the couple. After mediation, both parties issued forgiveness letters, and the couple no longer pursued Chase's responsibility. Chase could only accept his misfortune, tarnishing his reputation and bearing medical expenses.
Lying in the hospital, Chase couldn't understand how he had suddenly lost his mind and made a move on an old woman. After this ordeal, he no longer had the energy to scheme against Grace. Instead, he worried about how to keep his position as the director of the academic affairs office, as this incident had caused a huge scandal.
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