Chapter 21
David’s wife seemed to weigh at least 100 kg. No wonder they called her Big Sis. Moreover, she looked fierce, enough to make Eric feel scared to some extent.
Clad in high–end designer brands, Big Sis took a seat and glanced at Eric.
“Where is the evidence?” she demanded.
Eric did not dare to be negligent and quickly took out the printed chat record and handed it to her.
After Mrs. Westman skimmed through the chat record, her expression turned unsightly. She put away the document and muttered, “That b*stard! He has been lying to me all this while!”
Eric knew David was in deep trouble.
Mrs. Westman looked at Eric and said, “I assume you’re expecting something in return.”
Eric nodded and replied, “Big Sis, I do need your help. I want David to stop bothering me.”
He then proceeded to recount how David harassed him.
Mrs. Westman was fuming with anger as she listened and suddenly sprang to her feet, saying, Let’s go! I’ll teach that good–for–nothing b*astard a lesson for cheating on me!”
Eric did not expect things would go so smoothly.
At Westman Technology.
Jasmine was attending to David’s injuries in his office.
“Ouch! You’re hurting me!” David pushed Jasmine’s hand away and sprang to his feet out of anger.
“Eric, that son of a b*tch! I should have beaten him up into a pulp! I’ll kill him if he ever shows up again!”
“Babe, calm down!” Jasmine tried to comfort David with her words. “It’s unnecessary to get so worked up because of a sore loser like him. Vent your anger on me if it pleases you.”
David laughed heartily, pulled Jasmine into his arms, and teased her. “Should I teach you a lesson now or tonight?”
Jasmine’s cheeks blushed instantly.
“My little pussy cat. You really know how to make me happy.”
David was about to pounce on Jasmine when the office door flung open loudly.
“Dammit! Who the hell is it!?” barked Eric.
Eric entered David’s office, his voice sharp as he uttered, “David Westman!”
David’s expression turned icy cold at the sight of Eric.
“Son of a b*tch! How dare you show up again? I’ve been searching everywhere for you! Do you have
a death wish!?”
Unaware of the impending doom, David clutched Jasmine tightly in his arms.
“David Westman! How dare you cheat on me at the office?!” A thunderous roar reverberated in David’s ears, causing him to shiver uncontrollably.
In response, he pushed Jasmine away, his smile turning awkward.
“H–Honey, why are you here!?” David ran toward his wife.
Mrs. Westman landed a heavy slap across David’s cheek. The force behind her strike sent him. crashing to the ground instantly.
David scrambled to his feet and explained frantically to justify his actions, pointing accusingly at Jasmine, “Honey! It’s not my fault! She seduced me!”
The ruthless Mrs. Westman approached Jasmine, yanked her hair, and slapped Jasmine repeatedly.
Eric trembled with fear inwardly. He never expected Mrs. Westman to be so hot–tempered!
