Spoiled Darling

Spoiled Darling

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How unlucky was it for her to be drugged and had her virginity taken away by a stranger? She wanted to clear the relationship with him but he threw her a contract and said he was going to marry her! She had no choice but to marry into a wealthy family. She was inexplicably drawn into his complicated life, and she was unexpectedly courted by a good man. She thought she had met happiness, but instead, she became a pawn in their love-hate relationship...... She wanted to run away, but he held her tightly. You were the woman I had fallen in love with. Where could you run?

Spoiled Darling Chapter 1 Don't you have eyes

"Olivia, it is the last time, please, will you? If you don't help me this time, I'm dead!"

In the quiet underground parking lot, a man's voice came out suddenly. His tone was anxious.

"Martin Smith, what do you take me for? I'm your girlfriend, not the escort lady outside; you trample me like this for your performance over and over again, are you still human?"

The woman's voice was crisp, but the tone was resentful, sounding excited and sad.

"Please, it is the last time, I swear, okay, Olivia? If I don't get this business, I'll probably get demoted if I don't finish this month's mission......."

The man's voices were more anxious, interspersed with the sound of the fabric of their clothes rubbing against each other.

"You let me go! Don't touch me!"

The woman's voice just came out, followed by only a 'snap', a crisp slapping sound that echoed through the parking lot, swinging a fine echo.

Wilson picked up the cigarette in his hand and took a puff. He raise his thick black eyebrows. Then, a cold smile came to his lips as he listened to the conversation between the two people behind the wall.

It was a bit strange lately that he had managed to run into quarrelsome couples every time he waited in the parking lot, and the content of each quarrel was very novel and interesting.

He absently puffed out a cigarette ring and took two steps forward, crossing the corner of the wall towards the quarrel and glancing coldly at the place.

Then he saw a tall woman in a khaki coat. With her hands trembling slightly in mid-air. Her chest rose and fell incessantly and her body trembled in anger, with her slender eyebrows furrowed.

The man across from her was wearing a black suit, with one hand covering his right face and the other gripping the sleeve of the woman's dress. With a pleading look on his face, he mumbled and pleaded, "Olivia, I'm also for our future, ah, you also know how hard this job is to come by, if I get demoted, I won't be able to afford a house next year...we...how can we still get married ah?"

The woman's chest was still heaving heavily, and she looked angry. She shrugged off the man's grip on her hand and took a step backward, "For us? For our sake, you'll let me drink with your clients and let them take advantage of me? Martin Smith, don't you take this kind of money against your conscience? Are you still a man? Do you know the last time that General manager Reed...he......."

Wilson glanced towards the woman following the voice, and he found that the undulating chest was very plump; the khaki coat narrowed the woman's waist very thin, with a pair of straight slender legs in black stockings and high heels of the same color underneath. She looked very eye pampering.

However, no matter how eye-catching a woman was, she wouldn't appear elegant and charming enough when controlled by such emotions.

Wilson shook his head, losing interest in the farce, and he retracted his head, continuing to stand behind the wall and continue waiting for his driver.

"Not this time! This time the client was the boss of Bert Real Estate Company, he was not close to women, so he would not take advantage of you, you just need...Just have a few drinks with him at the party and say something nice..."

Hearing this, Wilson suddenly froze. He inclined his head and looked at his face through the glass of the car parked in front of him, feeling very puzzled.

It was a very handsome face.

There was a pair of very deep eyes beneath the thick black eyebrows. Those eyes were slightly narrowed, looking somewhat lazy yet exuding a strong smell of danger.

His rigid lips were tightly closed, which, together with his taut jaw, formed an aura of unspeakable power.

He frowned at the car window. His mind was flashing back to what the man had just said, and it felt strange.

I didn't have any intention to work with any company lately, how could I become a client of someone else? And I had been branded as not liking women?

"Pop!"

Another crisp slap sound came, and Wilson was startled by the sound, and then he heard the angry voice of the woman behind the wall, ''Get lost! I never want to see you again! We're breaking up, Martin Smith!"

After that, there was a sharp sound of high heels, Wilson again curiously took a few steps forward, wanting to watch the live broadcast, but a sudden flash of light came before his eyes, and he was hit by a figure that walked briskly over.

"You don't have eyes, do you? How do you walk?"

He stumbled backward, and before he had time to speak, a questioning voice was heard.

Wilson raised his head, only to see the woman he had just seen standing in front of himself with a forked waist, her pink lips were slightly quivering and her eyes were full of anger.

"Look at what? Haven't seen anyone else break up, have you?"

The woman finished speaking and glared viciously at him, her mouth slightly pursed with a look of exasperation.

"Breakups I've seen quite a bit, but I've seen such a breakup for the first time."

Wilson pulled a cold smile from the corner of his mouth; he narrowed his eyes and stared at the woman in front of him.

He looked at the woman's face in front of him and gave her a score in his heart. Her facial features could score 8 points. However, her expression was not lovable, leading to the decline of the score. On the whole, she could only get 6.5 points.

"You...... what's it to you, huh? It's not too much to watch!"

The woman looked at him for two seconds and walked straight around him toward the front, her pace was eager, as if she was hiding from some plague.

''It's inexplicable...are women so rude these days? Isn't there one of those little, gentle, meek ladies?"

Wilson touched his waist that was vaguely painful from being hit, he stood in place and looked at the woman's back, his thick eyebrows raised, and he shook his head with a shy mouth.

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“How unlucky was it for her to be drugged and had her virginity taken away by a stranger? She wanted to clear the relationship with him but he threw her a contract and said he was going to marry her! She had no choice but to marry into a wealthy family. She was inexplicably drawn into his complicated life, and she was unexpectedly courted by a good man. She thought she had met happiness, but instead, she became a pawn in their love-hate relationship...... She wanted to run away, but he held her tightly. You were the woman I had fallen in love with. Where could you run?”
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Chapter 1 Don't you have eyes

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Chapter 2 Underground parking lot

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Chapter 3 A heroic rescue

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Chapter 4 Trouble

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Chapter 5 Please treat it like a dream.

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Chapter 6 To get the cat

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Chapter 7 What are you doing

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Chapter 8 I can't be responsible for you!

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Chapter 9 A Bolt from the blue

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Chapter 10 Self-esteem

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Chapter 11 Please respect me.

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Chapter 12 Finding someone to marry

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Chapter 13 The grace of help is granted in marriage

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Chapter 14 I'm not kidding

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Chapter 15 we'll sign a contract.

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Chapter 16 I'm here to propose.

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Chapter 17 I will treat her well.

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Chapter 18 Once in a rich man's house, the complexity is like the depth to the sea

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Chapter 19 Shameless face

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Chapter 20 Warmth

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Chapter 21 Who has the nerve

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Chapter 22 You think you deserve to be Cinderella.

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Chapter 23 A family that seemingly in harmony but actually at variance

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Chapter 24 You can't live off a woman.

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Chapter 25 You got your job by sleeping with people.

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Chapter 26 The Confession of a Rival in Love

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Chapter 27 She Was my Fiancee.

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Chapter 28 Ordinary Warmth.

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Chapter 29 You Were the Scoundrel

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Chapter 30 Marriage Contract

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Chapter 31 Unequal Treaty

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Chapter 32 The Perfect Wedding Room

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Chapter 33 She Died.

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Chapter 34 I Wouldn't Betray You

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Chapter 35 Meeting An Acquaintance

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Chapter 36 the Weeding Ceremony

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Chapter 37 Being Counted

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Chapter 38 You Were the Devil

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Chapter 39 Regretted They Didn't Meet Sooner

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Chapter 40 Bad News

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