The Woman From Hell

Chapter 389

Matthew's dark eyes darkened. His thin lips were pursed into a straight line. "Wanda Lane, you're carrying so much burden on your shoulders yet you’re still thinking of helping others with their problems. D o you think you're Mother Mary who preaches compassion to all living beings?"

"You don't have to go that far. And..." I wanted to say h e had crossed the line but did not dare to say it out loud.

It would be better not to mess with drunkards. I grabbed his arm and said gently, "Alright, alright. I won't help her. You've had a lot to drink, and the lunch party is ending soon. Let’s go back to the hotel and get some rest."

Matthew stared at me for a long time, then he nodded his head slowly. I let out a sigh of relief.

Back in the private dining room, Matthew and I made up an excuse to leave earlier.

After we got out of the hotel, I was about to hail a taxi when Matthew tugged on me. "I don’t want to go back t o the hotel."

I let out a soft sigh, feeling slightly helpless. "Then where would you like to go if you don't want to go to

long as it’s not the hotel." Now that

removed my arm from his hand. "Then you should

me alone, I might appear in the headlines tomorrow-the president of Zimmer Corporations dropped dead on the streets after getting

I...

a total

hailed a taxi. "The rest will come down soon. Stop thinking about where

did not reject this time. He

felt dizzy the moment the car engine started. He shut his eyes. I shot a glance at him and hurriedly told the driver the hotel's name

Matthew get out of the

and looked around. The expression on his face turned awful. "I'm not going in." "Can you just listen to me?" I knew that I should not stubbornly confront a drunkard head-on, so I could only patiently coax him. "You

arms around my neck. " Bring me somewhere you frequented in

to get his arms off me.

don’t want to." Matthew was completely like a capricious little

could not take it anymore and shouted