Chapter 222: Chapter 222: Born Cold Chapter 222: Chapter 222: Born Cold Xavier Lewis’s lecherous eyes flickered with uncontrollable flas.
Hope Williams gently patted Aria Richardson on the shoulder, “I’m going to the restroom, I’ll be back soon. Don’t wander off, wait for , okay?”
Aria seed a bit tipsy, and squinted her eyes as she nodded, “Okay, you go ahead. Don’t worry, I definitely won’t run off.”
Hope shook her head helplessly, asked a waiter to keep an eye on Aria, and took away all of Aria’s drinks before leaving.
Xavier’s gaze followed Hope’s figure, and his eyes were full of desire as he muttered to himself, “If I could get her in bed, I’d die happy.”
After saying that, he downed his glass of alcohol and imdiately got up, following her footsteps.
Hope ca out of the restroom.
Suddenly, a chest pressed against her back, and Hope’s eyes went cold as she harshly elbowed the man behind her.
The man gasped in pain and instantly let go of Hope.
Hope quickly put distance between them and turned around to see a face she recognized.
Xavier Lewis – the man who had been staring at her all day in the old man’s hospital room, Waylon Lewis’s cousin.
“Cousin, you punch really hard.” Xavier rubbed the chest where Hope had hit him, but the disgusting smile still lingered on his face.
“What do you think you’re doing, Xavier?”
Hope’s voice was filled with a chilling tone.
“Relax, cousin, I just wanted to connect with you a bit,” Xavier shalessly moved closer, “Did you co to the bar alone tonight because you fought with cousin Waylon? Tell about it, let’s chat.”
As he spoke, his sleazy hand reached towards Hope.
Hope dodged the hand, her eyes void of warmth, “Please have so respect.”
Hope turned and walked toward the bustling crowd.
Xavier had no intention of letting this opportunity slip by; he had found her extrely beautiful in the hospital room.
He had never seen such a beautiful woman.
At that mont, he had a thousand thoughts of possessing her.
Xavier quickly caught up to her, grabbing Hope’s wrist, only to be fiercely shaken off, but he laughed instead of getting angry, “Even when you’re angry, you look so pretty, you’ve completely stolen my soul.”
“Get lost.”
Hope found this man utterly disgusting.
“Cousin, don’t reject from a thousand miles away. What’s so good about Waylon Lewis? He’s cold as ice, without a shred of warmth. Aren’t you fed up following him? You might as well be with . I can give you everything he can, how about that?”
Waylon Lewis was wealthy, and he was just as wealthy. He was overly confident that he could offer the sa things to her.
Xavier shalessly pressed on, “Cousin, think about it? I can give you more than he ever will.”
“Where do you get this confidence? Get lost, or I’ll make you end up like your mother,” Hope said, narrowing her eyes.
Xavier moved closer, grabbing Hope’s hand, “Cousin, don’t be so stubborn. What do you like about Waylon Lewis? His power? His status? I’m telling you, all of that will be mine in the future. Following is the smart choice. Where am I lacking compared to him?”
anwhile, at the Lewis family mansion, Waylon Lewis had just gotten ho and couldn’t find Hope anywhere in the house.
Hadn’t she co back yet?
A strong sense of familiarity surged in his heart, just like that ti she had left quietly.
He spoke too harshly today. Did he make her angry? Did she leave?
The intense feeling of loss made him rush to Luke and Willow’s room.
The mont he pushed open the door, Luke and Willow, who were playing with Legos on the floor, looked up at Waylon’s anxious face. They blinked, sowhat bewildered, “Daddy, what’s wrong?”
Thank goodness!
Luke and Willow were still here; even if she left him, she wouldn’t leave Luke and Willow.
This thought made Waylon chuckle self-deprecatingly.
“Where is she?”
“You don’t know where Mommy went?”
“…”
Luke looked at his watch, switched to the location-sharing app to check, then raised his head to inform Waylon, “Godmother is upset, Mommy went with her. They’re at a bar now. Daddy, maybe you should go pick up Mommy.”
Waylon paused for a mont, frowned, nodded, and imdiately left.
“Keep your distance.” Hope raised her leg, aiming a kick at the man’s groin, but he dodged it.
Xavier laughed shalessly, “Cousin, if you don’t want to leave Waylon Lewis, that’s fine too. I don’t suggest we have an affair; it would be more thrilling, just one night with …”
“Slap.”
Hope raised her hand and fiercely slapped his shaless face, to bring him back to his senses.
He was absolutely disgusting to Hope.
“What do you think you are? Comparing yourself with Waylon Lewis? Take a good look in the mirror and see how you asure up to him in any way, and stop calling cousin; don’t forget, our families have already severed ties today. Every word from you disgusts .”
“You…” Xavier raised his hand fiercely pointing at Hope, “You bitch, don’t push it…”
Hope quickly grabbed his pointing hand.
Xavier was startled; he tried to grab Hope’s hand in return.
The next mont, there was a crack.
The sound of a bone breaking echoed.
“Ah…” a scream like a slaughtered pig rose.
He didn’t react in ti, as Hope turned, bent down, and forcefully threw him over her shoulder.
“Bang.”
Xavier was thrown hard onto the ground.
He was confused, only the pain making him howl as he lay on the ground like a wounded stray dog.
Hope dusted off her hands and looked down coldly at the dog on the ground.
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