Theresa?
Him?
With just one glance, Peter understood what had happened.
He frowned carefully thinking about what happened, only remembered that after drinking wine he seemed to be burning like a hot fire as hot and unbearable, then went to the bathroom and kept taking cold showers, when Theresa rushed in and hugged him …
Then … doesn’t remember anything.
Theresa, lying on the bed, was not asleep at all and had been quietly waiting for Peter’s next move.
But for a long time, the man did not have any reaction.
She could not help but curious, opened her eyes, but at that moment and his sharp gaze collided, flooded with cold pupils give a kind of cold as to the ice cellar, inexplicable scruples and fear.
“Well …”
Before she could react, the man suddenly reached out and stuck the main of her neck with a slight force, “You counted on me?”
“Ahem …”
The sudden discomfort coming from her neck caused her breath to choke and she couldn’t stop coughing, “Well … no … I didn’t … I didn’t. ”
Subconsciously shaking her head, but despite struggling with the edge of death, Theresa still did not dare to touch Peter’s bottom line, so she had to endure the pain of her neck almost being crushed, and said with difficulty: “Yes … I’m sorry Peter… … I … I … I just love you too much. Ahem … I’ve been with you … for so many years, can’t you see that I … only have you in my heart … Well … so painful, you let go of me … cough …”
“Let me ask you, where the hell did you get that necklace?”
Peter’s cold eyes narrowed slightly and his voice was low as he questioned.
“Which … which necklace?”
Theresa put her hands on the back of his hands and kept snapping his fingers, but she couldn’t break his fingers at all.
“Don’t play crazy with me, Theresa, I have limited patience!”
What he could not stand in his life was betrayal and calculation, in this time, Theresa in his heart all the near disappearance of everything.
The only thing left is her unfailing affection for him for over ten years.
But it all started with that one necklace.
A month or so ago, Anne said the necklace was Adriana’s, Theresa denied it, and Peter didn’t think much of it.
Now it seems that all is not so simple.
“That necklace is mine, I’ve been wearing it since I was a kid ah, Peter, I’ve explained it to you so many times, why don’t you believe it … Well …”
The man again increased the force, a pair of black as ink pupils without any trace of temperature, once again asked: “Last chance, tell the truth!”
The commanding tone, the unquestionable attitude, together with his pair of temperatureless eyes, everywhere released a message that if she dared to tell a lie, she would surely die a miserable death.
Theresa had trouble breathing from the click and her eyes were red, but she held her tongue.
Peter increased the force between his fingers and asked, “That necklace was Adriana’s, wasn’t it?”
“No. …”
“Tell the truth!”
The man suddenly roared.
“Well … help … Peter … well … ”
Peter was on the verge of a rage, choking Theresa unable to breathe, her red eyes overflowing with tears, seeming to feel the breath of death coming on, her mind blank.
Couldn’t care about anything at this point, just nodded haphazardly, “Yes, it’s Adriana’s. It’s hers, hers …”
“Get out!”
After getting the answer he wanted in his heart, Peter’s obsidian-like eyes opened slightly, and with a flip of his palm, he directly threw her to the ground along with the bedding.
Theresa, who had landed, rolled several times on the floor in a mess, rolled out of the bedding, and lay on the floor in her thin pajamas, coughing frantically.
Peter got up, went straight to the bathroom and came out a few minutes later, sweeping a glance at Theresa, who was lying on the floor breathing constantly, seemingly weak and limp.
He grabbed his brand new clothes from the bedside table and put them on, then walked straight away.
Even a look is begrudged to Theresa, regardless of her death.
At that moment, lying on the floor looking at the ceiling, Theresa watched out of the corner of her eye Peter leaving, I thought he would go resolutely, but who expected him to stop his steps.
Theresa’s heart rejoiced, thinking that perhaps there was still a chance that Peter would not be so hard on her.
“Don’t ever set foot in Orchard House again, or I’ll make your Lindsay Group disappear from Waverly!”
The unexpected sentence let Theresa’s eyes burning hope instantly cooled, tears in the corner of the eyes in Peter’s last word at the end of the moment also followed out of the sockets.
The coolness on the carpet swept over the whole body, but not as much as a millionth of the coldness in the heart.
“Peter, thirteen years, thirteen years of longevity in exchange for such heartlessness on your part?”
She reached out and pulled the bedding, wrapped it around her body, covered her head, then burst out with a swan’s sad cry before dying, whimpering: “How about lying to you, so what if the necklace is not mine? Is it not true that I love you? Ah~~ bastard, Peter, I hate you ~~~~!”
Cold, seeping into the bones of the cold almost froze her heart, but that fragile heart again because of Peter’s few words and was shattered.
Feeling the fury he had just shown her, the large palm wrapped around her neck, with just a little more force, she would have lost her life today so.
The feeling of death was that clear and made Theresa really fearful of Peter.
Fear.
And then vaguely more than a few moments of hatred.
…
Peter walked out of the hotel, although he felt sore, especially somewhere, but his bad mood still made him not in the mood to go to the hospital to see a doctor, just want to find someone to drink.
Walking to the limo, he glanced back at the hotel as if he could see Theresa through the thick concrete wall.
Damn, how strong a drug did that woman give him that could make him sore all over, which shows the dominance of the drug.
Pull open the limo door, get in the car, and drive away.
On the way, a call to Anne went unanswered.
He then drove off the streets and ended up unknowingly in front of Fryer Group Inc.
Peter looked at the blue glass wall of the building with the Fryer Group logo on it, sighed, parked his car and went to the office.
The Alston family and the Fryer Group also work together, so the front desk didn’t stop Peter.
Took him straight to the president’s office.
After knocking on the door and hearing a voice inside, Fang pushed the door open and said, “Mr. Boone, Mr. Alston is here.”
“Hmm?”
Adriana is buried in her work, as soon as she heard it was Peter, she was a little puzzled, wondering what this man was doing here all of a sudden.
When I looked up, I found that he had walked in.
The secretary turned and went out, taking the door with her.
“Mr. Alston, what’s up?”
She doesn’t have a good attitude.
The day he came back from Floedan, Peter went to her and she didn’t give a good face as well, and Peter was a little angry that day.
When he came over again today and faced with his cold words, Peter was a little embarrassed and said weakly, “I … came to see Anne.”
“She’s not in.”