A Wound that Never Heals

Chapter 127 Your Man Provokes Me

Hank looked at Darlene with some sympathy and said, “Mr. Swale, my stomach is not good, and I can’t drink much. Why don’t we use juice as a substitute? The same for Ms.

Garcia.”

Braylen seemed to have heard a joke. He was stunned for a moment and burst out

laughing.

“Listen. Listen to what you have said. You used to drink at least three bottles of wine. Why do you refuse Ms. Garcia tonight?”

Douglas immediately took the opportunity to come over with a wine glass in his hand, his expression full of malicious intent.

“Mr. Swale, don’t scare your employee. It doesn’t matter if Hank doesn’t drink. I can. Ms. Garcia is a woman, so we have to show our respect. How about I drink with Ms.

Garcia?!!

Braylen leaned back and put on a half–smile. “Whatever. Whoever wants to drink with.

Ms. Garcia will be alright. Just a few glasses of wine. Ms. Garcia won’t reject it, right?”

Darlene turned sullen, and she kept the distance between her and Douglas with some disgust. “Mr. Swale, my health condition doesn’t allow me to drink alcohol”

Braylen was still smiling, but his tone changed. “Ms. Garcia, don’t pretend to be serious. You agreed to spend a night with me. Now what? Old men aren’t your type?”

When he said this, the room fell into a brief silence.

Although they had guessed the reason why Braylen had called Darlene over, it was still a bit unexpected for him to say it so bluntly..

Moreover, it was also a rare thing for Braylen, who was famous for being a playboy on the surface but was actually abstinent on the outside, to invite a woman to spend a night with him.

Darlene pushed away the wine glass that Douglas handed over and looked at Braylen. “What did Mr. Swale just say?”

Braylen stood up with a smile. “What did I say? Ms. Garcia is not disabled. How could you not understand?”

hand and walked over to Darlene. He leaned over to her and said in a low voice, “Unfortunately, I’m very

not interested in you. As for the shares. of the Gallard Group, do you really think that I want them?”

became bold. He stuffed the wine glass into Darlene’s hand. “Ms. Garcia, do you understand

you. He called you here to have fun. Do you really think you are somebody?

aloof. No one buys it. You’d better drink some. Mr. Swale doesn’t need you, but there may

spoke, he laughed, and the people sitting

forced Darlene to drink, and soon there was

stood up, no longer wanting to continue interfering. “You guys have fun. I still have things to

about to leave, she anxiously said in a cold voice, “Mr. Swale

enmity with me, but your man provoked me. I wish you a

out. In

Douglas.

didn’t dare to take the risk of messing with Darlene. They turned to other women.

the others also found excuses to

in the room. Darlene recalled that night when she

table and said, “Mr. Nixon, didn’t you learn

prepared last time. This time, do you think you can hurt

raised the bottle, he forcefully snatched the bottle

the bottle was snatched away by Douglas and

chill ran down her spine as she was forcefully pulled over. Following that, Douglas

front of her eyes. Douglas said arrogantly as he wanted to kiss her, “Little beauty, I told you that you would be mine

even want you anymore. Why are

still

and stuffed it into Darlene’s shirt from the collar. “I have money. Aren’t you going to divorce? Why don’t you come to

the cash touching her skin, and her stomach suddenly stirred.

who weighed nearly 220 pounds, pressed against her. Darlene was so stuffy that she could not breathe. Her forehead began to

felt that she could not hold on any longer

She struggled to take out a knife from the pocket of her coat that fell to the ground.

a deal with Braylen, but it was not like she did

the knife with her, and the situation really

against her neck. She gripped the knife tightly, opened the scabbard, and

that it was almost