The Deserted Rich Beauty

 There was a loud clatter of sounds.

The bottles and glasses on the glass table in front of them instantly shattered to pieces.

The glass fragments flew everywhere and even got onto the gentry's face.

Drops of blood slid down from the wound on his cheek.

The private room was deadly silent and piercing cold.

The young gentry was so frightened by this scene that his face turned pale.

He dared not utter another word because he already knew that he had said the wrong thing and angered Eric Ferguson! Eric’s eyes were bloodshot.

His body exuded such a terrifying cold as he stood up and glared ruthless at the gentry from a condescending position.

"Who the hell are you to mention her name?!" Eric's voice was cold and oppressive.

He stepped forward and kicked the gentry on the body without another word.

The gentry huddled up in pain and did not move, but cold sweat trickled down his forehead.

The surrounding people dared not come to the gentry's defense.

They only got to mingle in this circle because they were all sensible enough to suck up to Eric.

"Ferg..." Keith hurriedly went over and stopped Eric.

then

drink.Leave this

agreed and

half-dead gentry with

room was

Eric and

tried to restrain the urge

on his forehead were bulging out and his

on the shoulder, then pressed him into

got someone to come over to clean the mess and

here

poured Eric a full glass

sat there and chugged down

body.He buried his head in his

because of me, and

 It turned out there were so many things he was clueless

her so badly in those three years of marriage, which must

hates me to death, right?’ His heart felt like it was

It was extremely painful.

the pool because of him,

I think carefully about who it was when I was informed to go to the swimming pool?’ "Why was I late then?’ ‘Why didn't I

I didn’t cherish her?’ However, there was no chance

would no longer