Sir madame has run away again (Lily and Carson)

Chapter 125

Chapter 125

“I-I…” I felt awkward. “Sir. Ribeiro, I’m feeling bad, so I’m going back to my room.” Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

“Indisposed? So you’re feeling bad, huh? Do you want me to call the doctor for you? Henriques

appeared and blocked me. Six feet tall, he towered over me, his gaze eerily passionate.

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I had never been caught in this situation before, so I dodged to the side in an attempt to avoid it, but

inadvertently bumped into the wall. Wow, my back hurts.

As if not noticing my embarrassment, he walked over and placed his hand on the wall. “You didn’t tell

me what you put in your clam chowder, Mrs. Morals.” He looked at me, his breath hot across my face.

I could feel my face burning. This was the first time someone had made me blush, and someone so

beautiful too. “W-Can you give me some space, Mr. Ribeiro?”

“You are afraid of me?” He didn’t answer my question.

“No. Why should?”

“Fact that. Compared to your… eccentric mother-in-law, I look kinder. He laughed. “I have never seen

anyone as curious as she is in my entire life. I say, how did you live with her?

“And even?” Suddenly, his tone changed. “So you can get used to anything, and there’s no limit to you,

huh? Even though your husband has a mistress?”

My expression changed and I looked at him in shock as I couldn’t believe he would say that when we

weren’t even close. The only interactions we had were during his visit to my company and a couple of

times we met after that. He was just little more than a stranger to me, and I couldn’t imagine someone I

barely knew talking about Carlos’s infidelity to me so blatantly.

I looked into his eyes, but he looked back into mine too. Catching my reflection in his eyes, I realized

how much of a confused and pitiful creature I looked.

Carlos’ infidelity was for me an act of betrayal and humiliation. Even if I could act fine on the outside,

the pain plagued me all the time. I kept telling myself that only Isabel and I knew about it, so I kept lying

to myself, telling myself that everyone thought my marriage was wonderful.

However, a stranger like Henriques exposed this scandal right in front of me. My lie was broken and my

anger overwhelmed me. I could feel my lips and hands trembling as I hissed, “What makes you think

you can say that?”

“But am I wrong? Your husband has a mistress, doesn’t he?

He wasn’t wrong, but I couldn’t accept that. “Do you think you’re so good, Henriques Ribeiro?!” I

screamed. “You think exposing people’s scars is fun, right?!”

Henriques was stunned, but a moment later, he quickly grabbed my wrist.