Chapter 3 Saved Her
Whoever was calling at this time was a lifesaver for Cecilia Glendon!
Before she had a chance to speak, a man’s low voice came on the other end: “Cecilia Glendon.”
Cecilia Glendon only thought the voice sounded familiar but couldn’t remember where she had heard it before for a while but couldn’t remember.
“No matter who you are … as long as you save me, I will pay you …” Cecilia Glendon clenched her teeth and struggled to say.
The man on the other end was silent for a moment: “Where are you?”
“I’m at …” before Cecilia Glendon could finish her sentence the door to the room was suddenly opened and the faces of Crystal Taylor and Oswin Garcia appeared in her eyes again.
“How dare you call someone!” Oswin Garcia saw the phone in her hand and rushed over to snatch it and throw it on the floor and stomp on it.
“I told you I heard you right.” Crystal Taylor, wearing Cecilia Glendon’s pajamas, leaned against the door and sneered.
“You’re all going to die a horrible death!” Cecilia Glendon slumped to the floor, her eyes seeming to turn into sharp blades as she glared at them both.
It was her carelessness that got her into their way, otherwise how could the two of them have pushed themselves to this point!
“I’m going to make you beg for your life and die.” Oswin Garcia coldly said, suddenly pinched Cecilia Glendon’s chin forced her Taylor opened her mouth and fed a pill.
The pill melted in her mouth so that Cecilia Glendon did not even have time to vomit.
Her thoughts quickly lapsed, what was Oswin Garcia feeding her? Did he want to kill himself!
Cecilia Glendon didn’t know if she was dead or not, but she remembered seeing a tall familiar figure barge in, kick Oswin Garcia over, and carry her away.
…
Cecilia Glendon woke up again in the hospital, she opened her eyes and touched all the white, her mind suddenly recalled all that happened before she passed out.
The things Oswin Garcia and Crystal Taylor had done to her were all too vivid, she was shaking with anger and her eyes were red, she would not let those two bitches go!
“Awake?” A nice male voice sounded, just a short distance away.
Cecilia Glendon looked at the voice and saw Abbott Benson sitting by the window, wearing only a white shirt and black pants, looking at her with a lazy expression.
“Why is it you?” Cecilia Glendon asked subconsciously.
“Why can’t it be me.” Abbott Benson narrowed his eyes, “What, you want to pull up your pants and deny it?”
Cecilia Glendon pursed her lips, “Thank you for saving me.”
Abbott Benson: “On the phone you said you’d pay me if I saved you.”
“How much money do you want?”
“You think I’m short of money?” He asked rhetorically.
Cecilia Glendon was silent.
She had nothing to offer Abbott Benson but money.
“Then what do you want?”
“I want you.”
Cecilia Glendon was stunned and looked at Abbott Benson in amazement for a long time before she sneered, “Are you serious? Want me? I’m an old married woman, what’s wrong with you?”
“If 25 is old, then I should be considered an old man.” Abbott Benson said lightly.
Cecilia Glendon frowned: “And you looked me up?”
“You don’t need to check to know the fame of your time big designer.” Abbott Benson gave a light hum.
Cecilia Glendon is the most famous young designer in Greenwich, at the age of 25 she became the disciple of the famous designer Brooke, she is very popular, even overshadowed her husband, plus is a workaholic, it is no wonder Oswin Garcia to cheat.
After all, a woman like Crystal Taylor does make men feel protective.
“I’m divorcing Oswin Garcia.” Cecilia Glendon said coldly, “I now have enough evidence to prove that Oswin Garcia cheated on me in marriage and committed domestic violence.”
She was glad she had set up the cameras and everything, everything Oswin Garcia had done to her yesterday was recorded on them.
“It’s OK … to get a divorce,” Abbott Benson coughed lightly, “but he’ll probably have to limp along.”
Cecilia Glendon: “Why?”Property © NôvelDrama.Org.
Abbott BensonTaylor mouth was about to speak, the ward suddenly rushed in a woman, accompanied by her crying voice: “Are you okay? That bitch Oswin Garcia actually dare to hit you! I’ll beat him until his underwear are gone!”
Cecilia Glendon froze and grabbed Debby White’s hand, “What are you doing here?”
“Someone called me and told me you were here …” Debby White’s eyes were still red and as she said this she saw Abbott Benson sitting off to the side and her eyes widened in shock “Am I in the wrong ward?”
“I’ll leave you to it, call me if you need anything.” Abbott Benson got up, picked up his jacket that was resting on the arm of the chair, said indifferently, and then walked out without looking at Debby White.
Until the door of the room closed, Debby White said: “I go, how do you hook up with the Benson Master! I said why did you suddenly ask the Benson Master about it yesterday, you wouldn’t have abducted him for sex, would you?
“Don’t ask so many questions yet.” Cecilia Glendon’s body hurts a lot, just now Abbott Benson here did not have the heart to shout pain, “you help me see, my body these injuries can be counted as evidence of domestic violence?”
Debby White took a closer look at the injuries on Cecilia Glendon’s body. Not only did she have bruises on her face, but she also had bruises all over her body, and a few of them were bloody, so she was beaten.
“If that’s not enough, what is?” Debby White said indignantly, “I’ll go get a doctor’s certificate in a moment, you go back to the video again once the adjustment will be fine!”
“That’s good …” Cecilia Glendon sank a breath, her heart felt like a stone had fallen.
Debby White looked at her body full of injuries, heartbroken: “At the beginning, I told you not to marry Oswin Garcia, you insisted on marrying, this is only a few years ah, this happened, you do not know how this love road is … first Anna Brown and now Oswin Garcia …”
Debby White rambled on, not noticing that she had just said a name that had not been mentioned for a long time, and only after she saw the stiff look on Cecilia Glendon’s face did she realize that she had reacted.
“Cecilia Glendon, tell me the truth … do you still have Anna Brown on your mind?” Debby White asked.
Cecilia Glendon lowered her eyes, could not see what was in her mind, half a long time, Debby White heard her voice: “I still remember him for what, we are both married for so many years each.”
Debby White bit her lower lip: “Aren’t you going to tell your mother about that? I’m sure she’ll help you if you tell her.”
“She’s Mrs. Taylor now, not Mrs. Toki.” Cecilia Glendon lifted her face and pale hooked her lips in a smile, her stomach was now in a pang, thinking of the medicine Oswin Garcia had fed her yesterday, probably from the stomach-clearing operation.
Debby White wanted to say something, but couldn’t after seeing those smiles on her face.
Cecilia Glendon had planned to go back for the evidence once she was better, but within two days, she and her studio were suddenly in the headlines.
Her newly designed drawings were stolen and published by who knows who, and Cecilia Glendon took the blame for plagiarism.