Chapter 33 Get Out
Philip didn't go to the Peace Club tonight; instead, he went to another entertainment venue. Mars, following behind, was concerned but dared not disobey. He instructed the club manager to send up a 'clean' girl. Despite finding such a girl, it wasn't difficult over there. Some were inexperienced about sex, specifically for those who preferred virgins.
Soon, Mars led a girl into Philip's suite. At this moment, Philip was sitting on the couch smoking. Following the sound, he saw a figure in white walking in. She was wearing a white dress, slim figure, blonde hair, blue eyes, and her face looked quite young, like a minor.
Impatiently blowing out smoke, he said, "Change it."
Mars froze for a moment. He had changed several girls, but Philip was still not satisfied. Finally, he took out a photo from his phone and handed it to the manager. "Do you have women like this?"
"We have all kinds of women here!"
Mars took in the fifth girl.
Philip extinguished his cigarette. He thought, 'If I can't find the right girl, you all get out of here.'
But the moment he looked up, he was stunned. Perhaps because he had drunk some alcohol, the girl's face slowly overlapped with Regina's, completely turning into her appearance.
Regina was really gorgeous. Although she was usually very humble, her face was really attractive, almost perfect. She was tall and had a great figure. Her wavy, golden hair and smooth skin gave her a cold, unapproachable aura when she didn't smile. Philip extinguished his cigarette, gazing at the woman.
Seeing Philip's silence, Mars tentatively asked, "Mr. Sterling, what do you think of her?"
Philip replied, "Keep her."
Finally, with Philip's approval, but Mars felt no relief. In reality, Philip wasn't excessively lustful. For him, sex was merely a physical release unrelated to love. Over the years, he had been with other women, but Regina never interfered, nor did she even know. Mars wondered, 'They've been together for six years. Hasn't Regina noticed that Philip has other women outside?' 'Philip doesn't seem to be a very affectionate person. Does she really think that he can go six years without touching her and not touch any other woman?'
Because of this, Mars once thought that Regina had an illusion about Philip, an illusion that covered up all the bad things about Philip and only showed her his good side. Mars also remembered the first time he saw Regina. A woman, drunk and confused, had picked up a bottle and smashed it on a man's head. Philip personally handled the aftermath. Mars was surprised that he would do that. Even though many people thought Regina looked like the deceased Claudia, Mars didn't think so. At least Claudia would never hit someone.
In the moment of Mars's distraction, the woman in the room had already reached for the zipper on the back of her dress. After hearing the sound, Mars quickly left the room and closed the door. The woman knew that she was serving a big shot today, not the greasy middle-aged man, but a young man with top-notch looks and height. She was overjoyed, with a coquettish smile on her face, and approached the man on the sofa. Her full chest pressed directly against his body. But her initiative did not make Philip happy.
On the contrary, he saw Philip's disgust. An undressed woman did not arouse him. The woman's face was sort of similar to Regina's, but her temperament was not as good as even a little bit of Regina's. It's not that a man will be interested just because a woman was naked.
"Get out of here," Philip said coldly. His voice was not loud, but it carried a deterrent force. He closed his eyes irritably, and all he could think of in his mind was Regina's beautiful face and the last cold words she said, "Philip, let's end it." Just as Philip closed his eyes in a daze, the woman squeezed her full body between his legs, bent down, undid his belt buckle, and released his already erect penis. Her movements were skilled, obviously trained. The whole process took less than ten seconds.
Philip grabbed her hair and pulled her away, smashing her onto the coffee table.
"Are you fucking deaf? I told you to get out!" Her face turned pale instantly, and tears flowed. She dared not stay any longer, and without even having time to tidy up her clothes, she cried and ran out.
Mars, who was waiting outside the door, saw her, then glanced at the time and stood at the door in a daze. He hesitated whether to go in or not.
And Philip's expression became very indifferent at this time. He thought, 'How did I get to this point? I clearly haven't had sex with her, but why do I only want her?' He laughed at himself and comforted himself in his heart that he just couldn't get excited. Philip took a shower in the bathroom and then slept alone.
