Chapter 8
“Fine. I eat as much as pigs do. Then what does that make you? These days at the hospital, you’ve been eating a lot more than me.
“What are you then? A pregnant sow?” Mira smiled.
“Mira, how dare you!”
Hugh had never been so humiliated. He squinted and pinched Mira’s arm.
He used so much force that she felt like her arm was about to break.
“Let go, Hugh!” She twisted her arm hard yet to no avail.
“I’m warning you. Watch your mouth from now on,” Hugh warned her viciously, his figure even more beefy right now. “Or there will be consequences.”
Mira never was willing to suffer any losses. She was short- tempered.
Now that she couldn’t struggle free, she simply pounced at him and bit his other arm.
Hugh groaned in pain, and he pushed Mira.
Though Mira was in pain, she refused to let go, and she
even bit him harder.
“Fine. I’ll let you off.”
Hugh loosened his grip.
Mira soon let go as well and then quickly retreated to a position two meters away from him, staring warily at him.
“You were a dog in your previous life?” Hugh pulled up his sleeve.
She bit him so hard that he was injured, and blood was oozing out.
“You attacked me first.”
Mira rubbed her arm, which hurt from being pinched by him. “What’s it say online? Either domestic violence doesn’t happen at all, or there will be countless domestic violence forever. The only way is to fight against it the first time it happens. Now that you don’t want to make it easy for me, I might as well return the favor.”
“Me? Domestic violence?” Hugh couldn’t believe his ears.
“You’ve bruised my arm. If that’s not domestic violence, what is?” Mira stared at him with a look of contempt.
Hugh thought, “Damned woman!”
He seriously suspected that if he were to be married to her for life, he would die out of anger for her at a young age.
“Get lost! This is my room! Get out of here!”
“Don’t go too much. We agreed to cooperate, and your
attitude now is a breach of contract,” Mira said.
“If you want to cooperate with me, show me the sincerity of cooperation and pay me respect.” Hugh kicked her pink suitcase. “Take your things and get out of my room.”
She frowned. “Where am I supposed to sleep then?”
“How should I know? My dad insists on having you here, so go find him.”
Hugh waved his hand and turned to get his clothes for a shower.
Mira stooped to pick up the kicked suitcase, turned around, and dragged it out the door without saying a word.
The Leopold’s villa was large, and there were some guest
rooms.
Yet instead of stopping, Mira directly left the villa.
The guard stopped her. “Mrs. Leopold, it’s so late. Where are you going with your suitcase?”
She said dejectedly, “My husband told me to get out. I had no choice but to get out.”
The guard felt so sorry for her, as she looked so innocent and pitiful. Only ruthless people like Hugh could bear to kick her out. He said, “Wait a second while I report it to Mr. Brenden,”
“No. Don’t do that. You work here, and I don’t want to make things difficult for you. Don’t offend Hugh because of me.”
Mira stopped him, sighed, and dragged her luggage into the night with a helpless look on her face.
The guard was so moved, thinking, “Mrs. Leopold is so pitiful, and yet she is still looking out for me, who is just an employee here.
“No way. I’ve got to tell Mr. Brenden.”
Yet he had just reached the lobby when he ran into Sylvia. She was just coaxed by Brady and went downstairs.
Knowing that Mira was kicked out by Hugh, Sylvia was thrilled. “Mr. Brenden is talking to Mr. Brady. Don’t disturb them.”
“But…”
Sylvia said coldly, “She is just a bumpkin who doesn’t get to be with Hugh at all. Don’t offend him because of this.”
The guard opened his mouth. Thinking that he had gone through a lot for the job, finally, he went back silently to continue to guard.
***
Mira was on the roadside,
She called Paige.
“Paige, where are you? Hugh kicked me out, and I don’t want to go back to the Boyle’s home. Can I crash at your place for a night?”
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“What? He kicks you out? It is all dark outside now. Is he an animal? Isn’t he worried that something might happen?” Paige was furious,
“Whatever, I didn’t want to stay at the Leopold’s villa anyway. It gave me an excuse to get out,” Mira said nonchalantly.
Yet Paige was distressed, for Mira married over on her behalf.
She quickly told Mira the address. “Is it inconvenient to come from where you are? Do you need me to pick you up?”
“It’s fine. It’s easy to get around.”
Mira looked at the dark road where there were no cars and told a lie. She didn’t want Paige to go back and forth.
Only, after hanging up the phone, she was a little at a loss.
The place was for the rich, and basically, no buses, taxis, or shared bicycles could be seen.
She walked 1 km under the dark sky before she was able to book an online car.
After she waited for ten minutes, a white car stopped in front of her.
She opened the trunk at once, put the suitcase inside, and sat in the pa**enger seat. “Sir, you are too slow. We said five minutes, and I’ve been waiting for you for ten.”
40 Vouchers
Chapter 8
With her seat belt fastened, Mira turned to look at the
driver in the driver’s seat. It was a very young man in a gray
shirt and a well–ironed tie.
The dark street lamp outside the window shone in, illuminating his handsome and gentle face.
A little blindsided, she blurted out, “Are all the drivers so handsome nowadays?”
When she saw the logo on the wheel, she realized that she was in a Maserati. She blinked and couldn’t help but sigh, “Even those driving Maserati have to be online car drivers nowadays?”
The playfulness in the man’s eyes vanished in a flash, and he chuckled and said, “I’m forced to. I’m so poor that I have to take the spare car of my family and work as an online ride–hailing driver.”
Astonished, Mira opened her mouth slightly. “Given how poor you are, do you have any vacant places for rent?”
“Yes.” The man pointed to the area for the rich behind the car. “I have a villa over there with a swimming pool and a tennis court. Are you interested in renting it?”
Mira forced a smile. “You redefine the meaning of being poor.”
He put his left hand on the steering wheel. He didn’t rush to drive, but smiled and looked at her in silence.
His gaze made Mira’s hair stand on end.
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She thought, “I didn’t meet a pervert, did I? I heard that some rich people are very perverted. They will be online ride–hailing drivers at night and do unspeakable things.”
Suddenly, her phone rang. She picked it up and heard someone say loudly.
“Where are you? I’m here. I can’t see you.”
Mira mechanically rolled down the window, looked behind the Maserati, and saw a white Honda.
She instantly froze.
