Chapter 104 Share Your Experience
Trinity frantically pulled out
Trinity frantically pulled out </Chapter>In a flurry of concern, Trinity hastily procured a tissue for himDamian. "Are you okay?"
Damian, red-eyed and still coughing, alright?" she asked, her voice laced with worry.With reddened eyes and a persistent cough, Damian wiped the corner of his mouth and, silently gesturedindicating for Trinity to resume her to sit back down. Heseat. His coughing fit had coughedbeen so hardsevere that it had brought tears were into his eyes, and even. Even after wiping them away, he coughed again. another bout of coughing seized him. The soup had gone down the wrong way.
he'd been consuming had taken an unintended route.Trinity cautiously tested the temperature of the soup -, finding it wasn't thatto be not overly hot. What could have caused him to choke?
No,such a violent reaction? Then it was because of what Ashley had said.
Having been divorced for threedawned on her - it was Ashley's words that had triggered this.Three years and sandwiched between so much post-divorce, amidst a sea of animosity and hatred, how could heDamian still react to be so affected by her words?
"Ashley isseems to be moving fast,quickly, already meeting the parents already. What's next, planning the wedding preparations?" Trinity's tonevoice was sharpedged with bitterness and frustration, none too inclinedshowing no inclination to spare Ashley's feelings.
It would be ideal to strip Ashley of her pretenses in front of Damian to reveal herif she could expose Ashley's true, evilmalevolent nature.
Remaining composed to Damian.Maintaining her composure, Ashley knewwas aware that she was on her own, with. Damian not likelywas unlikely to takecome to her sidedefense. "A wedding is still a wayslong way off. Don't you haveIsn't it necessary to get to know someone through shared experiences? ItTruly understanding someone takes time to truly know a person, and some mistakes are too costly; once is enough."
to repeat."Marriage, to her, was akin to a woman's rebirth, and her. Her last reincarnation hadn't panned out so wellhad not been successful, forcing her to trektraverse through hell before rejoiningbeing able to rejoin the cycle. This go-roundtime around, she was determined to keep her eyes wide open –, though not for Sean.
Trinity Bezos felt a A wave of relief, which was instantly chased by the washed over Trinity Bezos, quickly replaced by a heightened alert.sense of alertness. "So, you're serious withabout this lawyer, aiming for a more official relationship? What if he knew you wereabout your close relations with other guysmen – wouldn't that make him jealous?"
Jealous?
Jealousy? Ashley knew that thethis concept wasn'twas not a familiar one in her lexicon.
vocabulary.Damian didn'tdid not interrupt Trinity's line of questioning; he, too, wanted to know what Ashley was planning.
was curious about Ashley's intentions.Realizing that she couldn't takeretract her words back, Ashley coolly spilled the beansrevealed her thoughts.: "Labeling our relationship is premature. We haven't known each other for that long. AndAs for jealousy... letting a man feel a bit threatened can be beneficial, keeping him on his toes. Otherwise, he getsbecomes complacent, taking what he has for granted. But you, Ms. Bezos, needn't worry about that. Damian's quite understanding. I doubt he'd have any issues even if you mingled with other men."
Trinity dryly laughedresponded with a dry laugh. "No matter how understanding he is, he wouldn't tolerate his woman getting too entangled with someone else. Even if he could, I wouldn't do such a thing behind his back. In love, loyalty comes first."
"And Ms. Bezos?" Ashley inquired.
Trinity hesitated. "I..."
With an arch of her browa raised eyebrow, Ashley prodded further. "Ms. Bezos should also be open-minded. Men, especially elite individuals like Damian, often attract admirers. After all, everyone appreciates beauty."
Fuming, Trinity clenched her bamboo chopsticks tightly, glaring at Ashley as if wonderingto say, Have you no shame at all?!
Gracefully wiping her lips with a napkin, Ashley said with eleganceelegantly stated, "Damian, don't forget what we discussed last night. I'll be waiting for your update."
Damian lazily looked up lazily, "We talked about several things last night. Are you referring to before or after bed?"
Ashley was momentarily stunned.
Hetaken aback.He had purposely mentioned before and after bed – was he trying to deepen Trinity's misunderstanding?
Predictably, Trinity's expression darkened notably.
significantly.With a strained show of composure, Ashley clarified, "Before."
The international lawsuit was the topic before bedtime.
Damian nodded. "Okay."
Unable to hold backcontain herself any longer, Trinity waited for Ashley to exit before aggressively walkingescorting her out. Once she'd discreetly closed the door behind them, she hissed through clenched teeth with a sinister smirk. "Ashley!"
Ashley, a picturethe epitome of charm and poise, boldly faced her in the hallway: "I thought you'd lose your cool and get violent halfway through. But you held back, quite fitting for Damian's wife, especially since this won't be the last time you'll endure such situations."
Trinity Bezos stepped forward aggressively, seething with the intent to lash out. "You think you can provoke me like that? Naive! Even if you two had a fling, I couldn't care less."
Ashley spared a smirk. "Impressive, deserve a round of applause?"
"Ashley, how can you be so despicable? Crawling back into bed with your ex-husband for the sake of your career. Once your family fortune tanked, your integrity followed suit, huh?"
Ashley's voice remained steady, suppressing her contempt. "How many times have you slept with Damian?"
Trinity was momentarily speechless, wanting to weave a lie but failing to muster one.
To this day, Damian hasn't even moved to hold her hand, let alone share a bed.
Ashley was surprised – Damian hadn't slept with Trinity Bezos? Oh... he must've been saving his vigor and passion for Miss Leung then.
"You should give it some thought. Why would your so-called fiancee not lay a finger on you but go all out with his ex-wife? There's got to be a reason."
HerWith a gaze sharpeningthat could cut glass, Ashley hinted, "Sounds like Damian's It appears Damian is making headway again, probably gettingprogress once more, likely seeking some form of treatment. Want Would you like me to sharerelay the feedback?"
At Trinity, at the end of her wit's end, Trinity's anger tether, erupted in a suppressed scream. "Get outLeave! Just get out!"
Unruffledleave!"Maintaining her composure, Ashley advised, "Yousuggested, "Perhaps you should seriously brush up on some wife-consider honing your skills in taming skills, or how willa husband. How else do you everplan to secure your placeposition within Thethe Hearst family?"
The mention of the Hearst family reference reignited a sparkglimmer of hope inwithin Trinity. "Sleeping with him is"Do you consider it an honor for you? Struttingto share his bed? To parade around proud aslike a discarded pair of oldworn-out shoes? Even streetwalkers flauntexhibit less pride. How fascinating."
intriguing."Unfazed, Ashley retorted, "The matriarch's throne is up for grabsvacant. Let's see who ends up takingclaims it."
With that, she turnedpivoted on her heel, her departure as graceful even in departure.
Though disgustedas her presence.Despite her revulsion, she knew she had to throwdeliver the harsh wordstruths that needed to be said and. She was surecertain Trinity's facereaction was a sight to see.
Little did behold.Unbeknownst to the two squabblingquarreling women know that, Damian had overheard thetheir entire exchange, standing. He stood by the door apprehensively to avoid a, apprehensive of any potential physical altercation.
confrontation.Ashley's words were partlya mix of truth, partly and fiction, and Damian had a hunch.
Stillan inkling.Yet, he couldn't suppress ahelp but smile when he heardat the phrase, "The matriarch's throne is up for grabs. Let's see who ends up taking it."
This woman only ever includedassociated her name with his whilewhen she was in a spat with Trinity Bezos.
As for the "feedback," he was rather curiousintrigued to hear it from her directly!
from her!Back at homeher residence, Ashley paced, her anger still fuming.
Annoyed at smoldering.Irritated with herself for agreeing to another dealarrangement with Damian.
I was frustrated for not having the spine to turn downFrustrated with her inability to reject the money.
IrritatedAnnoyed that she letallowed wealth leadto dictate her by the nose.
actions.In the midst of her pillow-pummeling frustration, her phone rang.
Amelia?
"Ashley, where are you? Can you come pick me up?"
Amelia's voice soundedwas weary, clearly indicating she hadn't been sparing with her drinks.
In broad daylight, had she been drinking all night or had she started drowning her sorrows early in the morning?
"What's going onhappening? Where are you?"
Her voice was hoarse and deflated, as if she'd been strippeddrained of herall energy. "I'm sending you my location. When you come, bring a set of your clothes, something long-sleeved and thick."
SeeingUpon seeing the hotel address, Ashley's heart sank. "Didn'tplummeted. "Did you sleep with someone?"
Amelia's voice was raspy, and after a few coughs, she managed to say, "Just come over. We'll talk in person. I'm in room 1808."
Without hesitation, Ashley didn't dare delay. She grabbed her car keys and dashed out the door, speeding down the road and ignoringdisregarding several speed limit signs. as she sped down the road. Twenty minutes later, she arrived at Amelia's hotel and rushedhurried into the elevator.
"Jo..."
The hotel room was a disaster areazone, and Ashley's heart nearly shattered.
Scatteredbroke.Empty alcohol bottles of alcohollittered the room, clothes thrownwere strewn about in disarray, a woman'spair of women's high heels lay askew.
And there was Amelia, messydisheveled and unkempt, her makeup smeared.
It took Ashley a moment to find her voice. "What happened last night? Who was it?"
Amelia lay listlessly on the couch, her pale, bloodless face awash ina picture of exhaustion and confusion, her. Her dark eye shadow unablefailed to hideconceal the vulnerability in her eyes. "I don't remember, not at all."
Ashley's heartsick anger surged like a volcano. ready to erupt. She knelt down and took Amelia's ice-cold hand, which felt as cold as ice. "Don't be afraid, Jo. Don't be scared. We're going to the hospital right now to collect evidence." She swallowed hard against the bitterness in her throat. "No matter who it was, I'll make sure he pays, make him beg for mercy on his knees!"
Amelia's head throbbed mercilessly, the hangover torturous. Her tearful eyes looked at Ashley. "I don't feel it, amwas I that drunk or...?"
Instinctively, she refused to acknowledge thatthe suspicion, preferring to believe it was just a misunderstanding, that the mess in the room was justmerely the result of her drunken antics.
"Could it be that I did this to myself... I'm not good when I drink..."
Ashley felt a painful sting in her eyes, the thought making her want to cry. "It's possible, but... we can't rule anything out. Try to remember, what's your last memory of last night? Where did you go? Who did you meet?"
Amelia closed her eyes, trying hard to remember, which only made her head hurt more. "Last night... the new show contract signing, yes, Ashley, I forgot to tell you, I landed the role."
Ashley's heart skipped a beat.
This wasn't good!
