Chapter 54 You Dare to Hit Me


    "Happy birthday, grandpa Wang!" Harry and Ynda walked directly toward Mark Wang and handed


    over their valuable gifts.


    Both Harry and Ynda''s grandpas were old friends of Mark Wang. On this special day, it''s natural to


    let their grandchildren send congrattions with gifts.


    One was the CEO of SL Group, the other a world-famous actress. Who was not envious of their


    identity?


    Ynda was smiling with good grace when someone took out their cell phones and took photos of


    them. She didn''t mind but smiled back.


    "Well, thank you. I''m d you two havee. Ynda, how is your foot?" Mark Wang was pleased to


    see the perfect match in front of him and looked forward to attend their wedding ceremony.


    "It''s fine, grandpa Wang. It''s just ankle sprain. I have Harry by my side. It''s okay." Ynda smiled very


    sweetly, as if she was nestling up against her husband.


    "Uh huh, you go to rest. Don''t walk back and forth." Mark Wang looked at them, more and more


    satisfied.


    "Okay, grandpa Wang! Here are so many guests. Harry and I won''t take any more of your time."


    Ynda walked to her seat, holding Harry''s arm to look elegant. She took a few steps and her injured


    foot hurt a little.


    Harry sent her to her seat and went straight to the party. He didn''t like it, but he went anyway.


    Ynda sat quietly on her seat, like an unearthly fairy. Several of the fans were hesitant to approach.


    Ynda smiled faintly at them and nodded her head. With her permission, those fans went up to her


    and asked her for autographs and pictures.


    About the end of the party, Ynda took out her cell phone and refreshed the entertainment news.


    Sure enough! The media exposed the photos of her and Harry, and the topic of their arrival in the hotel


    was on the hot search list.


    After drinking two sses of red wine and white wine, Harry found Mark Wang. "Grandpa Wang, I have


    to deal with some work at mypany, so I''ll leave with Ynda. Enjoy the party."


    Mark Wang wondered why Harry mention Ynda in such a cold tone. Weren''t they lovebirds? Why


    were they so distant? He nodded a farewell to them without much thought.


    "Harry, I have just walked a few steps when we came here, now, my foot hurts a little." Ynda uttered


    in a pitifully weak voice at the front gate of the hotel.


    Harry nced at her injured foot, which seemed to be really a bit swollen. He picked her up and put her


    on the passenger seat, heading back to the Pearl Spring Vi.


    When they were back at the vi, the news had been kept hyping up. He carried Ynda into the room


    and was ready to leave.


    "Harry, don''t leave me alone." Ynda clutched Harry''s palm and begged in a low voice.


    Harry hesitated the moment he heard the sentimental sound of Ynda. She limped to the door and


    shut it, and looked at the man in a loving way.


    "What''s the matter?" He asked coldly.


    "Harry, don''t be so indifferent to me. I regret what I have done in the past. I''m sorry." Arms around his


    waist gently, Ynda buried her face against his chest.Original from N?velDrama.Org.


    Without replying her, Harry put his hands in his pockets with indifference. It was toote to say anything


    now, and they couldn''t go back.


    "I know you have L now, but I can give you whatever she gives to you." Ynda wept, loosening her


    hands around the man''s waist.


    She unzipped her own dress. Harry twisted his frowning face to one side, refusing to watch her.


    "Put on your clothes." Hemanded coldly.


    "Harry!" Though she acted this way, the man was not willing to take a look at her. Tears fell down her


    face like beads on a broken thread. She raised herself on tiptoe, put her arms around his neck, and


    kissed his thin lips that were cold and familiar.


    Harry felt a pang of pain in his heart. Since when did Ynda start to humiliate herself like that?


    Just, their story had be a past tense. They could never go back.


    Not only because he had L. Even without her, he did not want to be with Ynda anymore.


    When he was about to push away the woman, the room door was shoved open.


    L looked coldly at the scene in front of her, her heart seized by a needle-like pain.


    Harry hurriedly pushed away Ynda from his bosom, and went to L at the door, "L..." For the


    first time he got into a panic and was eager to exin something.


    L went past Harry towards Ynda, and pped her hard across the face.


    "L!" Seeing the mark on the smooth face of Ynda, Harry quickly stopped L.


    "What''s wrong? Feel sorry for her?" L threw off Harry''s hand, her eyes fixed on the woman in front


    of her with resentment. Well done, international superstar! Seducing her husband right under her nose!


    Good job!


    "L, you dare to hit me!" Ynda stared at L in great shock. She had never been pped while


    growing up!


    "I just hit you. I guess you grow up in pretty good shape! Seducing my husband in my house, you are


    so cheap. How many men have you hooked up with? Miss International." Harry understood what L


    intended for her words.


    Harry came a little closer. "L, that''s a bit too much. Let''s go back to our room."


    "Too much? Well, I''ll leave the ce for you to go on with your petting!" L turned to leave the room.


    As she was about to close the door back in her own room, Harry caught up with her.


    Unable to close the door, L gave up and stayed silent for a while. Sitting quietly in front of the


    dresser, she said, "We didn''t marry for love. If you are suffering, if I am really standing in your way,


    please tell me, I''ll leave!"


    Harry closed the door, walked behind her, pulled her up, and sat in her chair while letting her sit on his


    lap.


    "It''s not like that... Give me some time. It''s not easy to let go of the past dozen years." Harry buried


    himself in his wife''s arms, and said in a muffled voice.


    Oh, he had had more than a dozen years of rtionship with Ynda. L closed her eyes and asked,


    "Do you still love her?"


    Without answering her at once, Harry replied after a long silence, "Maybe no." With L, he was willing


    to let go of all his past.


    L heard these words, disappointed. Maybe no... Maybe yes, isn''t it?


    However, ask yourself, do you love him? Do you love this man in your arms? L did not know...


    "If, after a period of time, you still love her, please tell me, I quit, I do not want to stand in your way."


    Again, she gently dered her intention. She knew damn well about fickleness in love.