Chapter 71
Chapter 71
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up,
Dominic rubbed his looked
eyes,
and saw this blood–pumping scene. Stumbling, he lunged forward and grabbed one of her legs.
“You slut! Let’s see where you’ll hide today!”
Yolanda took a deep breath and suddenly shouted in panic, “Get away, get away! Don’t touch
me!”
The private room door was kicked open, and Leo stood at the entrance. Seeing the chaotic scene inside, his face turned ashen.
“Uncle, what are you doing?”
Dominic was just overwhelmed by desire, but when he saw Leo, he immediately snapped back to reality. Embarrassed, he quickly grabbed a pillow to cover himself.
“Leo, what are you doing here?”
Leo’s gaze shifted to the other side, where a woman was curled up. Her cheeks were flushed red, her jacket long gone, and her fair skin glowed with a rosy tint. Her eyes looked clean and clear like glass.
It really was Yolanda.
He instinctively took a step back and angrily asked, “Are you crazy? If this goes through today,
think Charles will let off?!”
do
you
you
Leo had a good relationship with Charles.
From the moment Dominic saw him, he knew this was never going to happen.
He awkwardly stood up, his eyes red and stinging from the pepper spray, looking rather ridiculous. “Leo, listen to me, it was that bitch…”
Before he could finish, Leo sneered coldly, “She seduced you? She ignored Charles, ignored other handsome guys in the circle, and came after you, an old man half buried in the ground, What’s she even after?”
Dominic was so angry he wanted to curse, but the head of the Lawson residence was Leo’s older brother.
He took a deep breath, deflated. “So what do you want me to do? I was blinded for a moment.”
Leo wanted nothing more than to slap him.
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He stepped quickly toward the sofa, looking at Yolanda.
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Yolanda’s forehead was drenched in sweat, her long black hair spread out, her chest rising and falling slightly. She bit her lip tightly–how was she any different from a temptress like that?
His breathing caught; instinctively, he looked away and pulled her into his arms.
Dominic looked at Yolanda like this but couldn’t touch her—a deep regret washed over him.
Holding her, Leo reached the private room’s door and didn’t forget to warn, “You’d better come up with an excuse soon, or you won’t be able to handle Charles’s wrath.”
Dominic tensed up and didn’t dare to say anything more.
Leo carried her and started going down the deserted stairs nearby.
But Yolanda really couldn’t keep still; her little hand kept poking at his chest.
He grabbed her hand angrily, “Don’t touch me, damn it!”
That’s disgusting.
Being kissed by her last time was already gross enough, and having to endure that to save someone felt like he owed her from a past life.
Damn it!
Damn Yolanda!
Yolanda’s awareness wasn’t so foggy now–after stabbing herself, the pain kept her somewhat
conscious.
But seeing Leo’s disgusted expression, like he had just eaten something awful, she couldn’t help but want to tease him a bit.
She was thrown directly into the car, leaving her dizzy and disoriented.
Leo really has no pity or gentleness at all.
Yolanda swayed as she sat up from her seat, seeing him standing by the car, her face twisted with anger, “If you don’t behave, I’ll throw you in the river.”
She said no more and quietly sat in the back seat.
Leo went to the front to drive; he didn’t dare let Charles know about this.
But Charles called, and the familiar ringtone made his fingers clutching the steering wheel
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tremble slightly.
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Suddenly, a warm feeling brushed past his ear, accompanied by Yolanda’s fresh sweet scent. “Your phone’s ringing.”
“Tsk!!!”
He immediately gripped the steering wheel tighter, feeling that warmth crawl from his ear through every limb, as if it was struggling to break free from his skin.
He turned his head away; Yolanda’s cheeks were flushed, and she was extremely close to him.
She smiled faintly, her eyes clearly a bit unfocused. “I was telling you, your phone is ringing.”
Leo gripped the steering wheel tightly. Once he realized, he pushed her back sharply, “Get lost!”
She was caught off guard, hitting her head against the glass with a loud bang, letting out a sharp hiss from the pain.
Leo’s chest trembled, but he still snapped fiercely, “It serves you right if it hurts, who told you to seduce me!”
When he said the word “seduce,” his tone instantly dropped, his heartbeat quickened. He then pretended to reach for his phone.
Yolanda rubbed the spot where she was hit, lowered her eyelashes, and said nothing.
Leo straightened his back, hesitated a few seconds, then pressed the answer button, “Charles.”
Charles was still working late. The shipping route at sea kept him busy, not only mediating relations in Solvaria but also resolving commercial disputes in Drakeland.
So he only just saw the message Yolanda sent.
His fingertips tapped lightly on the desk as he spoke calmly, “I’ll give you an address. Go get Yolanda and bring her back.”
Leo frowned. If he really just went now, Yolanda would have been defiled by Dominic a long time ago.
He swallowed hard, knowing Charles didn’t like Yolanda before, but he never expected him to be so heartless.
“Hmm.”
Charles spoke again from over there, “Have your uncle give him a couple of knocks for me.”
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If that didn’t work, then Dominic had no reason to stay in Beloris.
This was Charles willing to handle it this way out of respect for Leo.
“I know. I’ll go check the situation.”
Even though Yolanda was clearly in his car, he didn’t dare to admit it.
He felt an inexplicable sense of guilt.
After hanging up, he realized cold sweat was running down his back.
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He leaned back, accidentally catching sight of the rearview mirror, almost losing his temper.
“Yolanda! What the hell are you doing in my car?! You! You have no shame!!”
Dominic’s medicine was not ordinary. Yolanda had been conscious until just now, but once she realized she was safe, her restraint snapped, and she completely lost control.
So what she was capable of is easy to imagine.
Leo trembled with anger; he had never seen such a shameless woman openly act like that in front of a man.
His chest heaved violently as he pulled the car over to the side, slammed the door open glare, and headed to the back seat.
with a
“Get out of my car, you!!”
All his words got stuck in his throat.
Yolanda was personally picked by the Grant residence; her figure and face spoke for themselves.
Leo inevitably saw it.
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Part 1: The Discovery of BetrayalYolanda Grant’s marriage was built on patience, sacrifice, and quiet endurance — but that illusion shattered in one night. It was late when she arrived at a dark, empty alley after receiving a mysterious message with an address. At first, she thought it was a misunderstanding. After all, her husband Charles Sinclair — a man of wealth, power, and refined taste — would never lower himself to something so vulgar. But when she saw him holding a young woman in his arms, kissing and touching her like a man possessed, every ounce of denial drained from her. Charles, the proud and disciplined businessman, was cheating — and in a filthy alleyway, no less.Part 2: The Scene of HumiliationFrom the safety of her car, Yolanda watched as the scene unfolded. The woman clinging to Charles was frail, trembling, and emotional, like a flower blooming in the mud. The surroundings — the stained floor, damp walls, and suffocating darkness — mocked everything Charles had always claimed to be. This wasn’t just infidelity; it was degradation. Yolanda’s mind swirled with disbelief. Her husband, who obsessed over class and perfection, had become a man of impulse and dirt. She didn’t confront him or make a scene; she didn’t even cry. Instead, she leaned back in her seat, numb, realizing that her marriage was already over in spirit.Part 3: Two Years of DevotionAs she sat there, flashes of the past flooded her mind. Two years of marriage — two years of her trying to please him in every way. She had known from the start that Charles didn’t love her. On their wedding day, he had made it painfully clear that his heart already belonged to another woman. Still, Yolanda married him out of hope, out of love, out of the foolish belief that devotion could melt even the coldest heart. She gave up her career, her ambitions, and her independence, just to prove she was worthy of him. She cared for him like a nurse for her patient — cooking his meals, planning his wardrobe, and tending to every detail of his life. And in return, she got nothing but distance and silence.Part 4: The Breaking PointNow, watching him entwined with another woman, everything she had built inside her — the patience, the sacrifice, the illusion — collapsed. The man she had once called her husband had become unrecognizable. He had torn off his noble mask and revealed himself as nothing more than a beast driven by desire. Yolanda felt like she’d been slapped, her dignity shattered into pieces. But instead of screaming or crying, she felt an eerie calm. Her pain was too deep to express. All she could think was: This marriage must end.Part 5: Charles’s UneaseWhile Yolanda drove home, Charles suddenly sensed that something was wrong. The headlights of a passing car illuminated his face, and a chill ran down his spine. He didn’t know whose car it was, but unease stirred in his chest. The girl in his arms whimpered for his attention, but his mind was already elsewhere. Straightening his clothes, he pulled away coldly. “That’s enough for tonight,” he said flatly. “The company’s got big projects. I can’t afford divorce rumors right now.” His words revealed not love, but calculation — every move guided by image and control. The girl, blinded by her feelings, agreed softly, claiming she would wait. But to Charles, it was just another temporary indulgence.Part 6: The Return HomeWhen Yolanda returned home, the villa felt colder than ever. She had just come out of the shower when Charles entered the bedroom, carrying his jacket. He looked as immaculate as always — tall, handsome, commanding — but tonight, his arrogance seemed cruel. On his pristine white shirt, Yolanda noticed a faint smear of pink lip gloss. She had never worn lip gloss; she hated its stickiness. That small, shiny mark told her everything she needed to know. As she dried her hair, she kept her expression neutral, unwilling to give him the satisfaction of seeing her pain.Part 7: The Cold ConversationCharles glanced at her and asked casually, “When did you get back?”“This afternoon,” she replied.He loosened his tie, unbuttoning his shirt as if nothing had happened. “I was out playing golf tonight,” he added. The lie rolled off his tongue effortlessly. Through the reflection in the window, Yolanda saw the dirt on his back — proof that golf wasn’t the only game he’d been playing. With quiet fury, she shot back, “Then I guess you scored plenty of holes. Congrats.”Her sarcasm caught him off guard. For the first time, he frowned, slightly unsettled. He wasn’t used to this tone from her — the woman who once worshiped him now sounded indifferent, almost mocking.Part 8: His Cruel ArroganceInstead of apologizing, Charles smirked and wrapped his arm around her waist. “Are you mad? I told you when we got married that I didn’t love you. If you’re that unhappy, find someone else to cheat with.” His words cut through her like a blade. It wasn’t just betrayal anymore — it was humiliation. He treated her heartbreak as an inconvenience, as if her pain were irrelevant. Inside, Yolanda’s chest felt like it was being strangled with wire, every breath searing. Yet she stayed silent. Her quietness, once a sign of love, now turned into armor.Part 9: The Memory of InnocenceIn that moment, Yolanda’s mind drifted back to when she first met Charles. She was young, freshly adopted into the Grant family, and he was already the picture of perfection — disciplined, confident, untouchable. Back then, she looked at him with admiration and love. To her, he was everything she aspired to be. Never in her wildest dreams did she imagine that this same man would someday make her feel worthless. All those years of love, of marriage, of giving — they now felt like a cruel joke.Part 10: A New Beginning Hidden in the Word “Fine”Charles chuckled when she finally said, “Fine.” To him, it was just another empty threat, another outburst that would fade with time. He kissed her cheek, confident that her love would keep her shackled to him forever. What he didn’t realize was that this time, “Fine” wasn’t surrender — it was goodbye. Behind her calm eyes, Yolanda had already made her decision. The love that once bound her had turned to ash, and from that ash, something new was forming — strength.Chapter 1 ends with Yolanda’s quiet determination to take back her life. She won’t cry or beg anymore. This time, she’ll walk away — not as a broken wife, but as a woman reborn through betrayal.
