Chapter 43 I Couldn't Get, then Destroy

She was sobbing out of breath when she was screaming out.
Clinton looked at her indifferently, without expression on his face.
He was afraid the noise would wake up Sandra so that he draged her into the study.
Charlize was still sobbing, but her sinister eyes had never left him.
Clinton sighed.
"Stop crying."
Probably, he did like her when he was young.
Her smile was arrogant and wild, splendid without any shadow, following him daily to call him Clinton. Her dependence on him couldn't be found on Sandra, no matter what, Sandra never showed it.
Sandra was around him, expressionless, helping him to organize and settle everything.
That woman looked like strong and persevering, so that he thought she didn't need him at all.
So when Charlize showed up, he tasted the satisfaction as a man.
After the Lees were killed, he thought Charlize was dead too, and even vouched to kill everyone in the Wilsons.
In retrospect, he couldn't differentiate his intention of taking revenge for her was out of love or out of guilt.
He looked carefully at her face with tears.
Her expression wasn't as innocent as in his memory. There was ages and hatred.
The girl who was active and happy was just a shadow in the memory.
He closed his eyes and turned down her hands around him.
"Sorry."
He felt sorry for Charlize, and for Sandra too.
He never understood himself so that he made a lot of people suffer.
"I don't need you to apologize!"
Charlize was screaming violently, and grabbing her own hair.
"She didn't deserve your care! She stole the dock deeds to give them to the Wilsons, and had affair with Eddie... Did you forget them all? I am the only one who loves you! If you treat me well, I will forgive you, do you? If only we are together, let Sandra die, let her die!"
She was releasing her craziness hysterically.
At the beginning when he heard what she said, he was softened, but when she said "die", the man's eyes turned cold immediately.
"I wasn't good to you before, for which I will compensate you."
"But I don't want to hear anything about cursing her... Otherwise, I wouldn't let it go...even it would be you."
He was scared still at that moment when he was thinking that he could lose her.
The feeling of living but without life was something he didn't want to experience again.
The ruthless words from his thin lips seemed strangled her throat and finally made her silent.
She fell to the ground hopelessly.
"You owe me... Clinton, you owe me..."
Clinton stopped while he was walking towards the door and turned back to look at her.
"Yes, I owe you. But there is no balanced solution in the world. I owed her once and I should do it again."
"If you want to leave, I can give you a fortune to make sure you have a nice life in future."
Charlize lowered her head, her pale face was covered in her long hair, body shivering out of sadness or anger.
She heard him leaving, his steps further and further.
She heard he gave the order to the servant.
"Watch her. Don't let her disturb the lady."
Don't let her disturb Sandra?
She looked up suddenly, red in the eyes. And she stood up swiftly to toss a vase onto the ground with the unexplainable force.
"Clinton, you will regret!"
She would make him regret certainly!
She stood there for a long time. It was silent outside and Clinton didn't check on her as usual.
Charlize sobbed and her eyes became colder and colder, full of sinister.
Okay, Clinton, he was good.
Since it was his choice, then she shouldn't be blamed as ruthless... If she couldn't get it, she would destroy it.
Charlize dried her tears stiffly and went back to her room silently to make a call.
When the phone was connected, she started to smile sexually.
"Stefano, those you got from the Wilsons are enough? ... Geeze, don't mention it... This time I present the Greens to you... Don't worry, if you are able to take it, my life can you yours too...."