Love Together, Be With You Never

Chapter 33 Rachael, We are Strangers from now on

"Mr. Charles, what do you mean?"

At this moment, a middle-aged couple walked over quickly, and it was clear that they could have

learned that Kieran was here and came here in a hurry.

The couple were panting slightly, which didn’t decrease their elegance and dignity. They cracked an

ingratiating smile when they saw Kieran. It seemed that the couple was the host of this party.

Kieran glanced at Alicia and said,

"Miss Alicia reminded me just now that the party is accessible to whoever has a invitation card. Since I

don’t have one, I'd better not bother you!"

Kieran was going to leave after the words, and Rachael followed him closely.

"It’s definitely not!"

Mr. and Mrs. Baron persuaded him to stay at once, but the couple only dared to stand seven or eight

meters away from the man, not daring to get too close. At the same time, they glanced at Alicia with

reproach, but they did not reproach her considering the presence of Marlon Redford.

Alicia was blue in the face, but she still forced a smile,

"Mr. Charles, I'm just kidding. You can go wherever you want without the need for an invitation card.

Your presence is a great honor for us!”

"That’s right. It’s my honor to have you here!”

Mr. Baron flattered.

Kieran stood without saying anything. For an instant, there was deadly silence in the bustling party.

Although Rachael stood aside without any expression on her face, she was extremely pleased.

Because this was the first time in her lifetime that she had seen Alicia make a fool of herself.

The forced smile on Alicia’s face was frozen gradually. She clenched her fist and wanted to retort, but

she dared not say a word.

Alicia turned to Marlon for help, while the man seemed to not notice it, as his eyes were fixed on me

holding Kieran’s hand. Marlon suddenly stepped forward, pulling my hand away from Kieran, with

extreme pains in my wrist.

"Since you're here, sit a little longer, otherwise Mr. and Mrs. Baron will be upset!"

Marlon said and directly pulling me away from Kieran and pressing me into the chair, not allowing me to

refuse at all.

"Yeah. Mr. Charles may stay longer with Mr. Redford, and feel free to let me know if you need

anything.”

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Kieran laughed:

"In that case, I'll bother you a little longer. I don't think Miss Alicia will mind it, right?"

"Of course not!"

Alicia's face had become blue.

Kieran sat down beside Rachael. The four looked at each other, without anyone saying a word.

Rachael’s wrist was still hurting due to Marlon’s grasp just now. Then Mr. and Mrs. Baron tried their

best to say a few words, and then left tactfully.

I was doubt suddenly whether it was right for me to come here today, especially in such an awkward

situation, but I couldn't deny that I was really happy when Kieran embarrassed Alicia just now.

At thought of this, I looked at Kieran unconsciously. Although I didn't know why he had just done that,

and why he had brought me here, I really appreciated him.

I had been always bullied since I was a child, and no one would ever stand up for me, even to say

something fairly.

Marlon stared at me and clenched his fists with his pitch-black eyes instantly as deep and cold as an

abyss.

As Alicia turned around and saw Marlon's expression, she gritted her teeth with hatred in her eyes.

Then she suddenly reached out for the juice and loosened her grip with the juice pouring thoroughly on

my dress. Then Alicia stood up quickly:

"I'm sorry, Rachael, I didn't mean to do it. I feel a pain in my hand. Maybe because I was smashed

when I carried stuff at school this afternoon!"

Alicia said as she came over to get a tissue to wipe for me.

The moment I raised my head, I happened to catch Alicia’s eyes which were filled with intense hatred.

Since she was extremely close to me, I was the only one who could see her expression at this angle.

Then I pushed Alicia’s hand away calmly and said,

"It's okay. I'll just go to the restroom and wash it up."

Alicia's expression was frozen as she continued to apologize to me again, while I just smiled politely

and indifferently.

It occurred so many times that I was framed due to her rebuttal but lack of evidence. Not to mention

that being poured with juice was just a trivial matter. What’s more, no matter what I said, Marlon did not

believe me at all.

I laughed with self-deprecation. It was also ridiculous for me to think that Marlon would believe me at

this time.

I just expelled this thought from my mind and went to the restroom to clean the stains. But I was lost

when I looked at the extraordinary beautiful face in the mirror.

I wondered whether Marlon notice my beautiful appearance today, or he did not care at all about me

but regarded Alicia was the most attractive woman.

BANG!

Suddenly the restroom door was heavily snapped and locked. When I turned around, I saw Marlon

walked in, who stared at me ghastly and walked towards me.

Fear enveloped me and I stepped back by instinct.

Marlon's eyes were filled with chill. Then he grabbed my hand so fiercely that made me dashed against

him immediately. At this time, I recalled the situation last night and struggled violently,

"Let go of me!"

BANG!

Marlon slammed me against the sink, squeezed my throat, and forced me to approach him:

"Rachael, you're so shameless to be a play mate of Kieran for money!”

I instantly stopped struggling and looked at him directly. How could Marlon know the rumor which was

circulating in the Universal Group, but it wasn't really a rumor.

"So, have you already been stripped, and spread your legs to meet his desire?”

Marlon put more strength on his hand which made it difficult for me to even breathe, but my heart…was

hurt more seriously!

"Mar…lon, let go of me!"

I struggled with great anger, but I could not free myself from the dreadful confinement. While I was

struggling, a pen fell out of my pocket.

At sight of the pen, Marlon’s eyes became sharp at once. Then he slammed me to the ground, picked

up the pen on the ground, and observed it slowly. Even though he did not do anything at this time, I

was so scared as if I was standing at the edge of a cliff, where I would fall off and break into pieces with

a wind.

"Rachael, you are such a filthy and disgusting woman. You don't deserve to touch my stuff!"

Marlon broke the pen into two pieces with strength, then threw it into the trash can with disgust, and

stared at me patronizingly:

"We are strangers from now on!"