"David Martin, I'll give you a taste of your own medicine!"
In sudden fury, Sara Jones heaved a full bucket of icy water onto the two bodies tangled together on the bed.
She stared angerly at the two disheveled figures on the bed.
One was her fiance, and the other was her father's foster daughter, her namesake sister.
They had daringly performed such a vulgar and indecent act right before her eyes!
"Sara , have you lost your mind?"
Adele Harris frantically wiped off the water from her face, yelling furiously at Sara .
Yet the sight of Sara hurt gaze made her pause.
A cold smirk suddenly crossed her face as she tightly latched onto David ,Sara's fiance.
"Sara ,I can understand how you feel. I feel sorry for you, knowing the sorrow of a woman who cannot keep her man. But you must realize that David and I are truly in love. Since you've seen it anyway, there's no need for David to continue this charade."
Adele looked at Sara with pride, as if declaring her territory.
David kept his head down in silence from start to end.
Sara forced out a bitter laugh. This was the man she'd loved for four years, who had taken to her bed with her own sister.
Her heart felt like it was being pricked by countless needles, filled with a thousand gaping wounds – the pain was unbearable.
Hot tears welled up in her eyes, but she quickly forced them back in just a few seconds!
Sara coldly looked at the complacent Adele, articulating each word distinctly,
"Loved? You guys just slept together, didn't you? Adele, you open your legs, just to be slept with, not to be loved!"
Adele's face suddenly turned ugly, while David kept his head down the whole time.
Sara's expression was cold and distant, "Adele, just treasure your David. As for me, Sara, I've never been interested in second-hand men!"
After these words, Sara decisively turned and walked away, no longer wanting to look at the filth.
"Sara, wait for me. Listen to my explanation."
At this moment, the always quiet David suddenly pushed Adele away, hastily pulling up his pants to give chase.
He absolutely can't lose Sara now. It’s all because Sara never let him touch her.
He was just too weak to resist temptation, he couldn’t control his lower half.
The naked Adele still lying on the bed curled up the corner of her lips in a cold smile.
"Sara , whatever you have, I want it all!"
David kept chasing after Sara whilst half naked, humbly apologizing to Sara in a low voice, not far from begging for his life.
But Sara only said one word to him from beginning to end, "Scram!"
This made David a bit infuriated.
"Sara, have you had enough? Stop losing face when given face. I've already apologized so humbly, what more do you want? Can’t you look at yourself? You never bother with your looks, you don't even know how to apply lipstick, what other man would want you besides me?"
David’s words made Sara's hair stand on end.
What did he mean by saying that she didn't pay attention to her appearance and even didn't know how to apply lipstick? Was this his reason for cheating on her?
Just then, a man as ravishing as a deity appeared before Sara.
His appearance was dazzling. Under those perfectly shaped eyebrows were a pair of peach blossom eyes. Underneath his high nose bridge, a pair of thin lips curled into a charming smile. Just a single glance was enough to captivate, as if he was bathed in thousands of stardust, standing out prominently, charming yet cold, with a touch of arrogance as if he was looking down on the world!
Even the two extraordinarily-looking assistants trailing behind him seemed dull in his powerful aura.
Sara unconsciously bit her lip.
It was him!
Sara suddenly reached out her little hand and firmly pulled the necktie of the man passing by her. She went on her toes and quickly kissed his cold lips.
The assistant standing a meter behind the man was instantly dumbfounded.
What on earth was happening?
Although their president was the dream lover of all women in the Imperial City, it was well known that he didn't have any interest in women and that he was wily and heartless.
Wasn't this like courting death?
