Free Web NovelChapter 1202: Chapter 1202: She Is the Obsession He Can Never Forget [1]
"I’ve never agreed to this marriage from the start! I’ve made it clear to you, Andrea, you have no right to stand by my side, to be called Mrs. Floyd!"
"Brother Jose, despite what Nicole did to you, you’re still obsessed with her! She’s such a cold-hearted and ruthless woman, why are you... Ah! It hurts, Brother Jose, let go!!"
Jose Floyd’s grip on Andrea Greenwood’s chin was so strong it seemed he would crush her bones.
A cold glint flickered in his eyes, he glared at Andrea, his gaze icy as frost, "No matter how big her mistakes are, it is up to me to punish her, even if I want to grind her bones to dust, you’re not qualified to judge her! What she is, doesn’t need to be spoken from your mouth!"
Jose Floyd took the soup from Andrea’s hand, coldly smiled, his brows sharp as arrows, "Did you add anything to your soup this time?"
Andrea froze, panic surged in her heart, but before she could answer, the pain in her chin intensified, causing her to scream. Her body trembled violently, her face turning as pale as snow.
As Andrea opened her mouth to scream, Jose Floyd forcefully poured the bowl of soup into her mouth, showing no mercy as he harshly forced it down.
"Brother Jose... cough... Brother Jose, let me go... let go!" Andrea was held by Jose Floyd, completely unable to escape his grip.
After forcing the entire bowl of soup down, seeing the bottom of the bowl, Jose Floyd finally let go of Andrea, stating coldly with disgust, "Get out! If you dare try any tricks again, adding anything to my food, do you believe I’ll throw you into a pile of old men and let you enjoy the treatment of being drugged!"
"Brother Jose! I was wrong! I dare not... I will never dare again..." Andrea’s body trembled uncontrollably, watching Jose Floyd who seemed more terrifying than Hell’s Yama.
Jose Floyd coldly pushed Andrea away and yelled coldly, "Get out!"
The bowl in his hand was fiercely smashed near Andrea’s feet, the cold indifference in his eyes and the terrifying killing intent made Andrea’s heart leap with fear.
Andrea didn’t dare pick up the pieces, terrified that the furious Jose Floyd might really take her life, she hurriedly stumbled out of the room.
As the sound of the door fell, the room finally quieted down again.
Jose Floyd grabbed the unfinished bottle of liquor and tilted it into his throat.
"Nicole, how could you be so ruthless! Why would you take the child away without batting an eye!"
"I said I’d raise him, why couldn’t you just have him! Twice... twice you took the child away! When it comes to being heartless, Jose Floyd bows only to you, Nicole!"
"Nicole... do you even know how much I hate you, hate you to the point I want to kill you!"
The bottle fell with a crash to the floor, Jose Floyd’s face and eyes full of hatred, hating a woman named Nicole.
Earlier, Andrea came in and reached for his bottle, in a moment of absent-mindedness, he unconsciously mistook Andrea for her.
Only she dared to snatch anything from his hands, and only she dared to face him without fear, dared to provoke him.
He remembered once, he had fought with her; the reason for the argument was forgotten, but the typically aloof him had never had anyone give him the cold shoulder, yet Nicole held a grudge for three straight days without any sign of calming down.
In a fit, he went to drink with Jude Charington and a few others, returning very late to the Manor Estate.
Thinking of their unresolved argument, he didn’t go upstairs to sleep, asking Camden to bring him a few bottles as he drank alone in the living room.
Late at night, unexpectedly she hadn’t slept either, and as she came downstairs and saw him drinking, she paused, standing quietly on the stairway, watching him.
