Login via

The president's seventh bride novel Chapter 50

Alicia sent Noah away before turning her attention to the man she had left out for a long time.

"Carlos, do you know that you are abnormal? I'm just a dispensable person to you. Why are you coming here in the middle of the night?"

"You think you are worthless. And that's why you are so shameless, right?"

Carlos looked gloomy as if there was a thunderbolt in the next second. He was thinking about how to apologize to this woman all the way, but saw such a scene that he didn't want to see.

"Pay attention to your wording. What I did is shameless?"

He raised his watch, "At twelve o'clock at midnight, you made out with a man downstairs at a friend's house. Aren’t you shameless?"

"First, we didn’t make out with each other. Second, even if he did something, it’s our business. Does it concern you?"

Alicia retorted sharply, making Carlos angry.

"So, you admit that you have adultery with him?"

As if hearing the most ridiculous joke in the world, Alicia sneered and raised her head upright, "Could it be that only you are allowed to find a man for me, so I shouldn't find a man for myself?"

"You are a teacher. Don’t you feel ashamed to say these words? You dated another man without telling your husband, and you still seem to be so reasonable!"

"You are the one who should be ashamed. You gave up your wife first. Don't try to shift blame."

"Don't use other people's occasional mistakes as a reason for indulgence. Being shameless is a normal attribute of your behavior. Even if that doesn't happen, you won't be peaceful."

Alicia was obviously hurt. Her eyes were covered with thin mist. Mia had said a lot of times that she was shameless by nature, and she was used to it. However, she felt unprecedented sad to hear it from Carlos.

Maybe it was because even if people all over the world could look down on her, at least her nominal husband should not look down on her.

"If you come here late at night just to mock me. Congratulations, you did it."

Alicia turned around and left. Staring at haggard figure, Carlos really wanted to smack himself.

"I won't do that again."

With deep remorse, he stepped forward quickly, blocking her way.

"What?"

She raised her chin and asked calmly.

"I won't bet on Alicia anymore."

Alicia wavered, but she didn't want to say anything. She walked in front of him in silence.

Carlos saw that she was not moved. In a hurry, Carlos finally left him self-esteem and yelled, "I'm sorry..."

Even though it was very hard to wait, fortunately, she heard it. Alicia had the impulse to cry. She didn't say a word, and walked on until she disappeared completely in front of him.

Frustration, being ignored, pain, all kinds of feelings intertwined. Carlos finally believed that women were born to torture men.

The next evening, he came home from the company. As soon as he entered the door, he saw a woman sitting on the sofa. At the same time, his mood suddenly became very good.

Alicia was obviously not very happy to see him. When her eyes crossed with him for a short time, she turned away indifferently and moved to another place.

At dinner time, it was lively as previous. Aurora talked a lot and his mother also had a good appetite.

As for Alicia's reasons for leaving home these days, they all knew. No one mentioned it.

As soon as the dinner was over, Alicia went upstairs. She sat in her room and took off the bandages, ready to put some medicine on it and bandage it again.

Because both hands were injured, it was very inconvenient for her to do it. However, she refused to trouble her family.

Carlos leaned against the door frame and looked at her for a long time. But she didn't notice him. Carlos couldn't help thinking that the woman was really too persistent.

Cough coughed deliberately to attract her attention. He put down his hands and walked in.

"If you want to argue with me, I'm sorry, I'm not free now."

Alicia glanced up at him, then lowered her head again, and continued.

"Do you think I'm here to argue with you?" Carlos grabbed her hand and, for the first time, applied the medicine for her gently.

How could she enjoy his gentleness? Alicia wanted to retract her hand, but he scolded her with displeasure, "Don't move. You're so clumsy."

Alicia couldn’t help but sigh and say earnestly, "Are you schizophrenic? If you are good to others in this second and become bad next second, you will easily torture others into lunatics. Do you know that?"

"Well, I know."

He nodded calmly.

"Then, why are you still like this?"

Comments

The readers' comments on the novel: The president's seventh bride