Chapter 163: Simon Focused on the Wrong Part
"If it’s about making money, I probably can’t make as much as she does right now, but I’ll try."
Now, Marilyn’s reputation was extremely bad. So she guessed that the cooperation between the Leinster Group and her would be terminated.
More or less, it would still have a negative impact on the Leinster Group.
"I’m going to be a diva in the future! I’m going to help you earn lots of money!" Thinking of that, Yvonne spoke generously.
Zachary just laughed.
"You know, that’s not what I mean."
"Last night, we just..."
"Last night, what did you call me?"
"What?"
Yvonne couldn’t remember.
But vaguely, she seemed to call him "honey".
Such a term of endearment touched Zachary’s heart.
Yvonne realized she did something wrong.
In this life, she and Zachary weren’t married yet!
"Well," she defended sheepishly, "Can’t I call you like this? Then I won’t call you honey next time."
She could say anything else, the man already stepped forward!
"Since you call me honey, we should do something to deepen our love."
After the words, she was hugged by the man.
Once the truth of the incident came out, several companies terminated the contract with Marilyn. She could not work at the entertainment industry anymore.
On the contrary, many people followed Yvonne these days.
She became more and more popular.
Although, some fans of Marilyn still slandered Yvonne online, Yvonne found that one account already helped her dissed back!
"Although Marilyn is disgusting this time, but Yvonne is no good either! She becomes popular by utilizing others! She is also vicious."
[She only had one song, but she has got so many attentions. She is utilizing the
accident!]
...
Following all these negative comments about her, a netizen named "Knight of Yvonne" appeared suddenly.
"Stop saying such ridiculous words. It is Marilyn who is the mistress. Stay away from my goddess Yvonne."
"Fuck you! Your words are completely nonsense."
When Yvonne saw the name of the account, she was a little embarrassed. Then she felt even worse after seeing his comments.
She was shocked by the bad language.
Who the fan was? How could he be so angry for her?
Subconsciously, Yvonne wanted to send a message to Shirley Quinn to ask if she could find out who the person was. When she touched her phone, she suddenly remembered that in this life, she had already cut off her friendship with Shirley.
Yvonne was speechless.
So Yvonne clicked on the man’s Twitter account herself and was surprised to find that the person’s location was actually in Hiltonan!
And, the photo....
The background ...
Why did that look so familiar?
Yvonne zoomed in on the screen to take a closer look. And she was completely stunned upon doing so!
Wasn’t that the Leinster Mansion?
Although she didn’t went to the Leinster Mansion in this life, since she was reborn and married to the Leinster, she had lived in the Leinster Mansion for three months!
The location, where the man drinking tea in the photo, was at a lounge chair near one of the outdoor pools in the Leinster Mansion.
Was this man who spoke for her was...
Yvonne thought carefully. If Zachary had a grievance, he would retaliate directly and would not swear people online like this.
And the directions of this pool...
It seemed to be the pool in front of Simon’s room!
"Pooh!" thinking about it, Yvonne spewed out a mouthful of water straight away.
...
The other side.
Simon finished swimming in the afternoon and happened to open Twitter unintentionally. But he saw that there were many people who slandered Yvonne online.
Those words were increasingly excessive. Finally, he couldn’t stand it anymore and started to quarrel with others angrily.
He should not be underestimated. Half an hour later, he cursed and cried a lot of elementary school girls. But he was also reported hundreds of times and his account was banned.
Just then, Yvonne’s phone call came in.
"Hey, Simon, what are you doing?"
"What am I doing? I’m surfing the internet."
It was obvious that the man was still in anger. Yvonne couldn’t help but laugh, "Are you arguing with the little girls online?"
"Do you spy on me?" Simon sat by the pool and looked around.
"You are exposed because of your pictures," said Yvonne, "Stop arguing with them, it’s nonsense."
Simon didn’t know why he was so angry when he saw someone slandering Yvonne.
But he couldn’t stop being angry.
He hadn’t been so angry in a long time.
He got his haircut. He just came out from the pool, and his hair was still dripping, framing his sexy, sunny face.
"What’s the matter, are you heartbroken?"
"About what?"
"I’m being scolded."
"Bullshit."
Yvonne snapped, "Anyway, stop doing that. There’s no need to argue with the strangers online."
"Well, now I cannot do it anymore because my account has been banned."
"That’s good!" Yvonne said gloatingly, then she hung up the phone.
It was about eleven o’clock at night, and Zachary hadn’t come home yet.
Yvonne was a little worried and called him. But there was no answer.
Yvonne kept waiting and got sleepy. She fell asleep in bed unknowingly.
She didn’t know how long it had been, but was awakened by the noise in the living room.
"Zachary?"
She heard that it was Zachary who returned. So she put on her slippers and went downstairs sleepily.
"You’re back?"
"Mm"
However, just as he finished the word and was about to go upstairs, he suddenly collapsed in a coma!
Yvonne was shocked and rushed up to help him immediately, ’’Zachary! What happened? Help!"
The man forced himself to stand up in a weak look. He covered her mouth, "Don’t shout."
"What the hell happened to you?!"
"Nothing. Go back to the room first."
Yvonne did as she was told and helped him back to the room. Once she turned on the bedroom light, she found that the man was stained with a large amount of blood!
Yvonne was scared silly.
She had never seen such a spectacle, "Blood... you’re bleeding. No, I’m going to ask someone for help."
"Calm down!"
He stopped her.
Yvonne cried out in anxiety, "Why? You’re so badly injured, you need help."
"Stairs. There’s a medical kit in the last compartment, get it for me."
"But... but I don’t know anything!" Yvonne hated her useless at this moment for knowing nothing about nursing medicine.
The man was pale, but still smiled handsomely at her.
"It’s okay, it’s easy, I’ll teach you."
Yvonne braced herself to brought the medical kit.
"Find the alcohol pads, iodine, hemostatic powder, and gauze ..."
Yvonne looked for them one by one.
The wound was in the back, where the shoulder blade was. And it looked like a stab wound.
Yvonne didn’t saw the bone in sight, but the wound was scaring. "Who the hell did this? What happened?" "I’ll talk to you later."
He was bracing himself to drive all the way back. Now he had to deal with his wounds first and then get some rest.
"What should I do?"
"Sterilize first..."
Yvonne followed the steps he said and did in the same way.
Her hands trembled as she closed to his bloody wound with alcohol. Her heart was aching with tears.
"I, I’m going to sterilize it. Just hang in there."
The man smiled lightly, "Don’t worry. The injury and pain is nothing to me."
"Nonsense!" Of course Yvonne knew he was comforting her, "I’ve been hurt, too. We’re normal human beings, how could it not painful..."
"You’re a girl. I’m a man. Of course it’s different. Do it."
Yvonne gritted her teeth.
She didn’t want to hurt Zachary. But when the alcohol touched the wound, even though Zachary didn’t say a word, Zachary saw the muscles under his body tighten up and the veins on his arms burst out.
"Soon. It’ll be finished very soon. Well!"
Without saying a word, Yvonne was in the man’s arm. At once, he dominantly pulled her to his body and kissed her forcefully!
Of course he was painful.
From the time she was injured in the attack, he was painful the whole way back home.
The wound was so deep and so long that he was almost numbness when it touches alcohol.
But when he took her into his arms and kissed her, the pain seemed to be worthless.
Yvonne had all her breath taken away at once, and went limp in his arms with red cheeks.
"No. Well... You wounds..."
He still kissed her tirelessly.
As long as she was there, it was as if nothing mattered anymore.
A few moments later, he released her, restrained the lust floating under his eyes, and said in a raspy voice.
"Go on."
"Okay."
The alcoholic cotton had fallen to the floor during the kiss earlier.
She blushed, retook a piece and carefully sticked it on.