He really dared to do it. He locked the door and almost killed Mollie.
Every thrust was a punishment for her audacity. Bridger pressed on the area below her lower abdomen with force, “Break up.”
Mollie trembled in intense pleasure, gritting her teeth, “I won’t.”
Bridger then withdrew, refusing to satisfy her desires, but his hand was held back, and she pleaded pitifully, “Please.”
He pinched Mollie’s soft cheeks as if playing with a toy.
When the door opened, Mollie, still with a gaze filled with passion, realized Marely was standing outside. She could barely stand, leaning against the wall for support. After a long moment, large tears slid down her face.
“Bitch!”
Mollie, at the cost of her own dignity, had merely wanted to make Marely unhappy. Now that she had achieved that, she found herself not feeling joyful at all. Thus, she concluded that this relationship should not continue.
After the Kaiser family’s birthday banquet, Mollie resumed her normal school routine, occasionally hearing news about Bridger, but given the vastness of Ylosea, it was easy not to bump into each other.
Her mother called and urged her, “Last time you hurt her, and she’s still in the hospital. Find some time to visit her, did you hear me?”
Mollie stared blankly at the reagent in her hand, “Do you really enjoy pleasing others so much?”
She soon realized she had no right to say such things, as she had once fawned over Bridger just like a dog.
The assistant closed the door, and the heavy curtains automatically opened. Marely squinted her eyes as the last bit of light vanished from her sight.
Bridger leaned back in his chair, legs crossed, his usual carefree expression on his face.
His gaze fell upon her trembling legs. Those legs, which were supposed to dance and dazzle on the international stage, would now struggle with even the simplest of daily activities, truly a pity.
“What a waste of a woman, to do something so terrible.”
Marely had always feared Bridger from a young age. This man could always maintain a calm facade, but his methods behind the scenes were deeply sinister.
“You should say that to Mollie.”
At the mention of that woman, Bridger’s expression soured.
The assistant handed a document to Marely, who suspiciously opened it to find large characters: Divorce Agreement.
Her fair hands shook violently, and Marely suddenly looked up, “You want a divorce? You want to divorce me for Mollie?”
Their marriage had always been a formality, although Marely did not understand the reason behind it. She admired Bridger; even without sleeping together, even knowing he kept Mollie, the title of Mrs. Kaiser was enough to make her proud.
But why would he suddenly… want a divorce?
Bridger frowned, as if watching something intriguing.
“Didn’t you know, the person responsible for the car accident when you were eighteen, was an employee of my company.”
This casual statement shattered Marely’s entire world. She stared speechlessly at the man in front of her, as if seeing a living devil, unable to utter a word for a long time.
“It was you?”
Marely tried to grab him, but Bridger casually moved aside, and she fell clumsily to the ground. Her eyes turned red, and she asked in frustration, “Why! I was about to leave the country, why did you ruin me?”
Bridger looked down at her, letting her struggle futilely. He remained expressionless as he stated the facts.
“When Jerry was three years old, and you were fifteen, you took him to play in the back hills. He tripped and fell into the pond, and you, out of fear of taking responsibility, ran away. Jerry drowned. It was ruled as an accident. Ever since then, my grandpa has never celebrated his birthday again.”
Bridger slowly squatted down, turning Marely’s trembling face to look at him directly.
“I have to ask you, why? Why didn’t you call for help at that time! He was just three years old!”
Jerry was the treasure of the Kaiser family, always the favorite and most attached to Bridger.
The last time they met, Bridger was on a business trip to Mountainview, and Jerry was clinging to him, asking, “Brother, can you take pictures of pandas when you go to Mountainview?”
Bridger, full of youthful vigor, replied, “What’s so hard about that? When I have time, I’ll take you to see them in person.”
In the end, the panda pictures were brought back, but Jerry was gone. The entire Kaiser family fell into sadness.
“You knew. How could you know?”
Marely’s whole body shook, the fear of a secret being uncovered.
In an instant, everything became clear. Why Bridger had chosen her for marriage, why he had included Mollie.
All of this was to torment her in the most extreme way possible.