I always trusted Russel more, and this screenshot just made me more suspicious of Neil.
His performance last night was so good that I almost thought I was misinterpreting him.
"I get it." I said, wanting to drop the subject after seeing the photo. I bit back my uneasiness and said it calmly.
Russel was expressionless. He put away his phone, "Irene, I really don't want you to go back to Sterling Estates. Neil doesn't deserve you."
I rubbed my temples. The screenshot was still fresh in my mind. When I heard Russel speak, I was taken aback. Remembering my deal with Neil, I blurted out, "I've decided to remarry him; I just haven't set a date yet."
I had to keep up the act. If everyone knew about my imminent remarriage to Neil, he wouldn’t suspect that I was just stringing him along.
Russel's coffee cup fell onto the table with a crisp sound. He looked at me in disbelief, as if he were questioning why I would do this.
"Why?" His emotions were in turmoil. He ignored the mess on the table, "I just can't understand why you'd give him another chance when he treats you so badly, yet you can't wait for me."
"Russel, all you need to know is that I'm doing this for your own good." I sighed, putting on a bitter smile, "Aren't you engaged too? That's nice."
"You know I don't like her." Russel said firmly.
Russel reminded me of Neil from years ago. He was reluctantly marrying a woman he didn't love because of family pressure.
But even if he didn't get engaged to Chloe, there was no future for us. Neil was like a madman; he wouldn't just watch us be together.
I had confirmed what I needed to know, so there was no need to stay and make things more awkward. I got up to leave without responding to Russel.
"Don't go!"
Russel grabbed my wrist. He was slumped on the sofa; his fair and well-proportioned hand was holding me tightly, preventing me from leaving.
Suddenly, he seemed to notice something. He stood up abruptly and pulled up my sleeve. When he saw the bruise on my arm, his face turned serious.
“Russel, let go of me!” I panicked and tried to pull my hand back.
Russel’s grip tightened. I could tell by his eyes that he was about to lose control, and I quickly reminded him, “You’re about to get engaged to Chloe. Your mother must be very happy. You can’t do anything inappropriate at this crucial moment.”
Mentioning his mother did the trick. Russel let go.
I quickly pulled down my sleeve. I never wanted Russel to find out about these love marks. I even wore a thick scarf around my neck to hide them.
Russel sat back down on the sofa. I didn't dare look at him.
"Do you know why Neil wants to cooperate with StarGlow Enterprises?" His voice was a little lost.
"I... don't know." I shook my head. Neil had said that if I objected to his cooperation with StarGlow Enterprises, he would stop, but I didn't insist.
I didn't want to interfere too much with what he did or how he did it, as long as he fulfilled his promise to me.
Then, what Russel said next left me in a state of shock. I was still in a daze when I left the apartment.
I found my car, still looking like a soulless shell, and then I didn't move again.
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